They stared at each other. It was only for an instant, but in Wang Baole’s heart and mind, it was as if they were eternal.
As he pondered, he stopped the operation of the star nascent soul. He closed his eyes and covered the stars that were hidden in the sky. He raised his right hand and waved the drumstick in his hand, causing the hearts of everyone around him to tremble, he struck the fourteenth time!
The refined cultivator and the black-robed youth were shaken once again. He struck the fifteenth time!
The bell girl’s eyes were bloodshot. She had sunk into despair. She struck the sixteenth time!
The goodwill of the entire world descended. Amidst the struggles of the dao stars in the sky, she struck the seventeenth time!