gantly gazed at the first bell, its intricate patterns in plain sight.
    "Second bell, let's test you!" He darted around, lightning gathering in his sword.
    "Three Steps of Floating Cloud!"
    "Cross Thunder Sword."
    Moving with intricate steps, he swung his broken sword, releasing powerful purple-gold beams of lightning.
    "Open for me!" he shouted.
    Beams of purple-gold lightning fused into a massive blade, its edge piercing the barrier.
    "At this rate, it’ll be tough to break the barriers. I need to think of a plan," Qin Yi fell into deep thought….

Chapter Thirty-Eight: D—amn—It

    Outside the Wandering Spirit Tower.
    "Dong---"
    Another ethereal bell chime echoed from the tower, catching everyone's attention.
    "Huh?"
    A black-robed figure with a blue jade pendant on his waist murmured. This was Zhang Ke, the Head of the Enforcement Hall!
    "Why have I never heard such a bell from the Wandering Spirit Tower before? Intriguing." A burly man with broad shoulders chuckled beside him.
    Powerful figures stood around the tower in a circle, each at a different position, enclosing it.
    Suddenly, a streak of starry light darted through the sky, landing in front of Xu Yan and Zhou Guang.
    Seeing this, Xu Yan and Zhou Guang bowed slightly to the figure formed from the starry light.
    "Sect Master," they said in unison. The figure was none other than Zhao Long.
    Zhao Long nodded gently.
    The three of them turned their attention to the tower, deep in thought.
    At this moment, the top floor of the tower was overflowing with lightning, interwoven with golden light.
    "Damn clock bell! If you have the guts, come and fight me fair and square!" Qin Yi yelled furiously at a large golden bell in front of him.
    The bell before him shone brightly and began to spin, flying rapidly towards Qin Yi.
    "Hey...hey... I was just kidding!" Qin Yi said with a bitter smile, but his feet kept moving in mysterious steps.
    The golden bell moved swiftly, catching up to Qin Yi in an instant. It shone brightly as it charged at him.
    "Get lost!" Qin Yi roared, striking at the bell with his fist enveloped in violent purple-gold lightning.
    "Dong--"
    The collision between the bell and the lightning fist emitted an invisible wave.
    "Lower Seven Fists!"
    Qin Yi unleashed a barrage of formidable purple-gold lightning punches at the bell, causing intricate purple-gold patterns to appear on its surface.
    "Hmph!" Qin Yi smirked.
    "Three Steps of Floating Cloud."
    Golden blood-colored spiritual energy emerged at his feet, his movements became elusive.
    "Damn clock bell! Explode for me!" Forming a seal with his hands, he conjured a small phantom lightning fist.
    "Thunder Fist Explosion!"
    Qin Yi crush

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