"All these people are blocking the way; to enter the main hall, we must fight our way through," said the Black Feathered Chicken.
Chen Nan looked at Zhao Han, who nodded. The Golden Divine Bell floated before him, and although it remained still, it resonated as if someone were striking it.
Zhao Han spoke, "These people are joining forces, and their strength is not to be underestimated. We must work together to activate the Divine Bell to have any chance of charging through; otherwise, they will intercept us halfway."
Without a word, Chen Nan and the Black Feathered Chicken immediately began their Qi Movement, channeling their Inner Strength toward Zhao Han.
Zhao Han's body burst with light, converging the strength of Chen Nan and the Black Feathered Chicken. He felt as if his body was about to explode, his hands moving swiftly, casting spells onto the Divine Bell.
At the same time, the crowd in front also launched their attack.
