However, that is because the willpower emanating from the stone tablet is not strong.

If it were stronger, the matrix would probably not be able to stop it.

A slight bump from the soul-suppressing bell can cause your matrix to collapse.

Obviously, the bell is much stronger.

If it can be turned into soul armor, it can protect the core.

There is an energy matrix outside to act as the first wave of defense, wouldn't I be able to sit back and relax?

Thinking of this, Ren Kuang couldn't help but smile.

But then, he became furious again.

"How dare you fool me."

"Even if I realize the death clock, I still have the blood elixir to break it. There is no death threat at all."

"But now, I really only have 1,000 days to live."

Qi Ling said with a guilty conscience: "Master, time is running out. Please hurry up and repair the bell. I am tired and need to fall asleep. I leave everything to you, Master."

After saying that, this guy's breath dissipated and there was no longer any fluctuation.

Ren Kuang was left holding the bell, shaking with anger.

In all his life, he has never suffered such a big loss.

Unexpectedly, he was tricked by a bell.

Moreover, now I can’t even find a place to vent.

Ren Kuang sat slumped on the ground, squeezing the bell fiercely.

This thing looks like it's made of bronze. It can handle Kuang Kuang's strength at the moment, but it can't even hurt it at all.

Click!

Under the fierce force, the round iron ring cracked, revealing a hole, and was directly put on Ren Kuang's wrist, and closed instantly without leaving any trace.

Ren Kuang was stunned.

This thing is too confusing.

A grown man has a bell on his wrist that cannot be taken off. This style of painting is too eye-catching.

He pulled hard, but the bell seemed to be born on his wrist. No matter how hard he tried, he could not remove it.

The only good news is that when he shakes his wrist, the bell doesn't make any sound.

Otherwise, Ren Kuang will really collapse.

Ren Kuang gave up in frustration.

I wanted to enhance my self-protection ability before setting off, but unexpectedly I put a death collar on myself.

Now, Ren Kuang is also starting to count down.

1000 days!

Three years is not enough!

Can you really collect all the materials and repair the bell by yourself?

Regarding the magic circle, Ren Kuang is not worried.

If there is a true understanding of the formation, the worst case scenario is to learn all the formations.

But those weird materials are simply a headache.

Many are said to be alien meteorites.

This thing is hard to come by, and finding one of the same quality is extremely difficult.

However, Ren Kuang only felt depressed for a while before regaining his fighting spirit.

Once upon a time, everything was precarious, and all I wanted was to see the sun the next day.

Now that we have such a strong strength, and there are still three years to go, it is much better than before.

Anyway, when you encounter suitable materials, the soul-suppressing bell will remind you.

At worst, I'll travel all over the earth's secret places.

After Ren Kuang comforted himself for a while, he opened the door.

Whoosh!

He looked around and saw no one around, then ran out and disappeared into the night.

In the basement of the Department of Archeology, Feng Zihan is still working hard refining elixirs.

She enjoyed it endlessly.

Because every time you practice, you can improve your soul power.

She is an extremely strong girl.

Since I am determined to surpass Ren Kuang, I will keep working hard.

No matter what, it's just good luck.

He doesn't deserve to be called an alchemist at all.

Feng Zihan gritted her teeth and started to operate smoothly.

Several Feng family disciples were fascinated by what they saw.

Feng Xiaotian was even more shocked and filled with joy.

"Zihan, alchemy also requires a balance between work and rest. Take a rest."

Seeing that Feng Zihan had finished collecting the pills, Feng Xiaotian quickly smiled and said.

Feng Zihan is now able to refine second-grade true elixirs with ease.

And he is no longer as embarrassed as before.

Perhaps because of her grandfather's presence, this girl finally started to pay attention to her image.

Even when she was refining elixirs, she was as reserved and delicate as a young lady.

"No, Ren Kuang's current soul power is at least over 800, while mine is only 500, which is still far behind."

Feng Zihan started to prepare the medicinal solution again.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't laugh or cry: "Girl, why are you always competing with Ren Kuang?"

"Hmph, who asked him to humiliate me? I must prove that I, Feng Zihan, am the number one alchemist."

Feng Zihan has been holding back her energy until now, which is really not easy.

Ren Kuang was also dumbfounded.

However, Ren Kuang admires this kind of progressive spirit.

"Medicine boy, don't forget your identity."

"It is impossible to actually try to surpass me, master."

"However, you deserve recognition for your hard work."

Bang bang bang!

Ren Kuang clapped his hands and walked out.

When the Feng family disciples saw Ren Kuang, they all bowed: "Hello, Dean."

These three people were originally sent by Feng Xiaotian from the National Hospital to assist Feng Zihan.

Although their presence here is not strong, they understand Ren Kuang better than others because of Feng Zihan.

They admire and respect this dean from the bottom of their hearts.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes lit up: "Dean Ren is such a busy man!"

Ren Kuang glanced at him and nodded slightly: "He is indeed a little busier than Vice President Feng."

Feng Xiaotian almost choked.

I, the dignified hospital director, was actually ridiculed by a junior.

However, in Ren Kuang's eyes, the national hospital really was nothing.

Feng Zihan's eyes lit up and she looked at Ren Kuang with some pride.

"Ren Kuang, don't be complacent, it won't be long before I catch up with you."

"When the time comes, you have to call me master."

Seeing her arrogant look, Ren Kuang twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Not bad, not bad, my strength has increased very quickly, so I must have taken a lot of pills."

The three Feng family disciples, Feng Chen, Feng Yang, and Feng Fan, all had their mouths twitching.
To be continued...