White Crane Mountain.
Bell Tower.
Zhong Daoling stepped forth, looking at the man in white on the platform, and reprimanded, "Xuanyuan Mingjing, why have you sabotaged my plans?"
"Sabotaged your plans?" Xuanyuan Mingjing's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he spoke indifferently, "I am simply ringing the bell, what does it have to do with you?"
"If you hadn't rung the bell and disrupted my Divine Palace, how would that scoundrel have had the chance to escape?" Zhong Daoling's demeanor was furious and exasperated.
Originally, he had the situation in hand and only needed to exert a little force to crush the assassin's bones into powder.
Unfortunately, at the critical moment, the bell from White Crane Mountain suddenly struck, attacking his spirit and breaking his Dao Domain, allowing that rascal to find a glimmer of hope.
Then using something like a Sky Bomb to strike at him, by the time he returned to the courtyard, the rascal had already vanished without a trace.
