Chapter 1830 — The World-Opening Great Bell
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 5 of 5
The roots of the World Tree were sunk in the sixteen rivers of chaos, linking sixteen cosmic epochs, and prehistoric powerhouses climbed up along those roots without cease, struggling to slay their way toward them, and every kind of divine power flashed and shone unceasingly within that vast bell. Zhu Santong stared at the scene, dazed, and somewhat regretted that he had come.