Thoughts cleared

Had Ling Han gone mad?

Of course not. He was just feeling pleased because the Imperial Void Celestial King said that this bell had been produced from the fusion of 17 different types of Divine Metal.

17 types? If it was devoured by the Divine Demon Sword, the might of the Divine Demon Sword would definitely be boosted further.

If this was another place, Ling Han would definitely be helpless. That was because the Ancient Bell of Qian was a Ninth-Heaven precious tool. To say nothing of the fact he would not be able to suppress it, its might after automatic revival would be able to easily cause serious injuries to Ling Han.

But here, with the suppression of cultivation level, the level of the Ancient Bell of Qian would have to drop to the Third Heaven.

In a battle of equals, even if there were 17 people on the other side, what would Ling Han have to fear?

He laughed, and finally activated his Body Art. Instantly, his battle prowess spiked madly.