It was on this open ground that everyone could sense an exceptionally powerful aura, the source of the anomaly in the secret realm.

Zhang Tianshi walked to the edge of the open space, his gaze deep, as if he could see deeper into the cracks in the open space.

He declared loudly, "The source of the anomaly in the secret realm lies here. We must enter it, find the problem, and then solve it."

Everyone nodded again, their gazes resolute.

They were mentally prepared to move forward resolutely, even in the face of greater danger.

Zhang Tianshi and Zhang Yuechen walked to the center of the open space, and the crowd followed closely behind, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.

Zhang Yuechen's gaze became focused and solemn. She carefully looked around and discovered that a faint demonic aura permeated the surroundings. This discovery caused her expression to change slightly, but she did not speak. Instead, she took out a purple-gold bell from her bosom.

This purple-gold bell exudes an ancient aura, seemingly an extraordinary magical artifact.

Zhang Yuechen held the bell in her hand, then looked at everyone and said softly, "Everyone, transfer your inner strength to me. I will use the power of the purple-gold bell to seal this anomaly."

Everyone nodded in agreement. They understood that this was not the time to hesitate; only by working together could they possibly resolve the current crisis.

The group exchanged glances and began transferring their internal energy into Zhang Yuechen.

Streams of internal energy surged from his palms and converged into Zhang Yuechen's body.

As internal energy was injected, a purple-gold light gradually appeared on Zhang Yuechen's body, and the purple-gold bell began to tremble slightly.

Her gaze deepened, as if she were communicating with some ancient power.