C827 Chapter 827

At the peak of Golden Sword Mountain, many powerful figures at the Profound King Stage were intently watching the Golden Ancient Clock. In the blink of an eye, the clock chimed five times, its melodious sound echoing across the sky. After the fifth chime, the clock returned to silence.

"Five chimes, not bad at all," Profound Elder said with a slight nod. Although it had not met his expectations