Xuexi's Wish

Although the bell sound ceased, the echoes reverberated continuously, spreading all about the palace.

Zong Shou had a solemn expression as he looked towards Zhao Yanran and Xuan Yunlan. The 2 of them also had a serious expression on their faces.

Even Chuxue let go of Zong Shou's hand and looked towards the direction of the bell.

Zong Shou thought about it carefully for a moment before his brows furrowed. He drove his sword and flew towards the east gate of the dao palace. The other few people followed closely behind.

Miles of distance was covered in just a few breaths. At this moment, the ten thousand odd disciples in the dao palace rushed in from all directions. They all seemed to know what was going on, silently lining up at the 2 sides of the palace gates.