Jin Dongan felt warm tears well in his eyes as he watched the huge bell that illuminated the world. He believed that being able to see the Yin Yang Converging Fist made this trip worthwhile.
As the purple bell slowly dissipated, Luo Yunyang walked down from the top of the mountain. When he glanced at Jin Dongan, he smiled. "Thanks."
"Mr. Luo, you are indeed the true master of the Yin Yang Converging Fist. You are the only one in the world who can cultivate it to this extent!"
Jin Dongan suddenly went down on his knees and said sincerely. "If you protected all of humankind, Master would rest… in peace."
Jin Dongan left. He wanted to let the Edgeless Spiritual Master guard the tomb, yet before he left, he took a communication device and said that when the Race Blood Battle began, he would surely return and help.