The sound was deafening, causing the surrounding ice and snow to rustle and fall.
Yet no cultivator was seen coming out.
"Could it be they're not here?"
Wang Ba frowned slightly.
He had traveled tens of thousands of miles, crossing mountains and seas to come here. If the other party wasn't here, wouldn't his efforts have been in vain?
He was hesitating whether to wait here or call out again.
Just then, a bell suddenly leapt out from Wang Ba's Middle Dantian.
"The God-Sealing Bell?!"
Wang Ba was startled.
However, the God-Sealing Bell took the initiative to jump into Wang Ba's palm.
Ying He and Li Yingfu were both somewhat puzzled.
"Has Fanming already arrived in this vicinity?"
Wang Ba's heart trembled, and he no longer cared about considering the matters of his senior.
He swiftly raised his hand and shook it!
The next moment, a frail cry suddenly rang out!
Hearing this sound, Wang Ba's face stiffened slightly.