Steward He's tone grew sharp with impatience. He would face disgrace if word got out that he had used the Great Golden Moon Bell against a third-level Spirit Profound Realm cultivator.0

The bell wasn't just any weapon, but it was a rare, high-grade earth-spirit artifact that the City Lord had personally gifted him. Since receiving it, he had drawn on its power only three times. Now, he was drawing on its power for the fourth time against Liu Wuxie.0

There was no denying that Steward He viewed this battle with the utmost seriousness.0

"You're right," Liu Wuxie said calmly. "There's no point in dragging this out any longer. Let's finish it."0

He didn't reach for the Frost Dao Art right away. He wanted to temper his cultivation through combat. Since his breakthrough, he hadn't yet fought at full strength.0

This was the perfect chance to push his limits and refine his control over the Frost Dao Art.0

Without hesitation, Liu Wuxie began forming seals. In an instant, the air around him turned frigid.0

Far in the distance, Miao Jianying struggled to breathe. It felt as though the very space around him had frozen solid.0

"We have to get back—now!" he shouted, quickly leading the two women even farther away as the...0