"Carefree Valley is also here!"
...
Many sects stepped forward. No one came forward to fight, but now when it was time to divide the spoils of battle, everyone rushed in.
"So you're treating me as if I were dead?"
As the dust settled, a figure stepped out from the ruins.
"This kid is still not dead?"
"That's incredible!"
"How did he withstand the power of the Golden Bell?"
Everyone was shocked, their faces solemn. Even the Golden Bell of the Xiao family couldn't deal with this kid. Who in the world could contend with him now?
Xiao Lao's face darkened as he looked at the figure emerging from the haze.
Guo Yi's eyes were bright, his body untouched by dust, his steps light. In just a few strides, he was already beside the crowd.
"Good lad!" Xiao Lao narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening, "To withstand the might of my Golden Bell, it seems you do have some strength. I underestimated you before."