Chapter 827: Nine Tolling Bells

At the peak of Golden Sword Peak, a crowd of Xuan King realm powerhouses fixed their gaze on the ancient golden bell. In the blink of an eye, the Golden Ancient Bell rang five times. The clear, lingering toll rolled across the sky. After the fifth chime, it fell quiet again. "Five tolls. That's not bad." Elder Xuan nodded slightly. It had not reached what he had hoped for, but five tolls was still respectable. Inside the Golden Ancient Bell, Camden Ford sat cross-legged. A dense golden radiance...