Conclusion

Clang!

The loud bell chime was penetrating, and it rang through the entire area. Right after, someone in the rightmost palace shouted in anger and surprise, and the doors to the second palace to the right and the second palace in the center opened at the same time. 

Groan…

The heavy doors slowly opened. 

A black figure shot out from each door and arrived at the training ground. They glanced at the countless evil cult disciples' corpses along with the first palace at the center that was almost demolished, and their expressions changed drastically. 

Their gazes landed on the rightmost palace then. The huge golden bell was lying diagonally in the hole it had created, and when they looked closer, they saw an old man with white hair holding Xing Wuzui, who was coughing up blood nonstop. 

"Old Xing!"