"The Mountain and Sea Bell is of immense value and great power. If properly used, it truly deserves to be called a national treasure," Cheng Feng spoke slowly.
Du Yu's heart stirred. Elder Cheng had specifically called him back—could it be…
Apart from Cheng Feng, there were only three people in the tent!
Professor Hu, Master Qing, and himself, the little underling.
Cheng Feng continued, "Now, the Mountain and Sea Bell has sunk back into silence, ignoring the world. This is not a good sign."
His solitary arm pressed on the papers atop the table. "From the reports you've filed, the Bell has severed its longing, and our last hope has perished."
If such a Spiritual Artifact enters a state of self-destruction, that would be an immense loss for Great Xia."
Yang Qingqing suddenly turned her head, casting Du Yu a cool glance.
Du Yu knew this woman all too well.
He hurriedly composed himself, suppressing his excitement.
