Chen Xuan was well aware of this. Under the gaze of countless powerful figures, he calmly drew a small, rusted bell from his sleeve.
Everyone watched, bewildered, unable to guess what he intended to do.
The next moment, Chen Xuan gently shook the Ghost-Wailing Bell. A mysterious, psychedelic chime rang out, as if emanating from the depths of the Nine Underworlds.
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