"So this is... the Sinful Fire Punishnt Thunder Red Cauldron."
A scorching gale howled past, sending Qing Cang’s hair flying. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind inevitably stirred by the sight.
Even a Tier Nine Professional was worlds apart from soone at the Morning Star Tier. Their Life Levels were fundantally different. The weapons used by a Morning Star were forged at imnse cost and possessed extraordinary power.
’But who knew what kind of battle my late martial uncle fought to end up in such a state,’ he thought.
With a RUMBLE, the broken Red Cauldron stood upon the earth like a boundless tal mountain. The collapsed ground around it was smoothed over by an Invisible Power, rapidly solidifying.
As the surrounding fire and lightning seethed, even the swirling mist in the area receded sowhat, becoming unusually clear.
’This cauldron...’ Su Chen clicked his tongue in amazent. ’The true size of this thing is really beyond my imagination. It’s ridiculously huge. If it were turned upside down, it could probably cover half of Ying Feng.’
"So this is the true form of the ruins." Chong Jingtian looked up, gazing at the giant cauldron before him in a daze.
The ruin entrance they had known before was just a small opening beneath the cauldron’s belly. Now, looking from afar, it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
"What in the world is this..." Ming Lin, mixed in with the crowd, murmured under his breath. The imnse power before him was already beyond his imagination.
anwhile, on the ship suspended in mid-air and enveloped by Qing Cang’s Energy, Lan Hao and Lin Yue had noticed the commotion. They stood at the vessel’s entrance, staring blankly at the scene unfolding before them.
"The cauldron has been brought out?" Lin Yue’s expression was one of shock and suspicion. "Why make such a huge scene all of a sudden?" she asked, baffled.
Lan Hao was just as confused, a dazed look on his face. He couldn’t help but ask, "Has Master Qing dealt with the cauldron’s selection chanism?"
"Even if he dealt with the selection chanism, did he need to cause such a commotion?" Lin Yue gave him a look like he was an idiot.
Lan Hao was in no mood to argue. A bad feeling welled up inside him, and he grew anxious. With this sudden turn of events, he had no way of contacting Ni Chuan.
The two floated out from the ship and approached the crowd. Lan Hao wanted to ask what was going on, but Wan Chen ignored him.
Finding himself snubbed, Lan Hao’s gaze swept past Su Chen and finally landed on Xia Jie.
Just as he was about to ask, an ancient, resonant voice ca from the cauldron, "Qing Cang. The other half of the Stone Slab."
’Soone’s on the cauldron?’
The sudden voice startled everyone. Xia Hanshi flinched, his gaze shooting to the top of the giant cauldron. Only by looking very closely could one faintly make out a hovering green light.
’So that’s the so-called Bronze Ancient King?’ he thought, his brow furrowing slightly. ’This Ancient King’s appearance is not at all what I imagined.’
"Yes!" Regardless of what anyone else was thinking, Qing Cang dared not delay.
He hurriedly took out the half of the Stone Slab sealed in a compressed space. The mont he did, it was pulled by an Invisible Power and slowly floated toward the top of the great cauldron.
’Why can’t I see anything clearly?’ Su Chen, hidden in the crowd, stared intently, his gaze following the path of the floating Stone Slab.
However, the cauldron alone was at least ten thousand ters tall, and they were standing a good distance away from it. That, combined with the arcing red fire and lightning all around, ant Su Chen couldn’t see a thing.
A swirl of wind rose around him, subtly muffling his mouth as he whispered, "Increase my vision tenfold."
’My attack on Lan Hao had been carried out in secret,’ he recalled. ’Later, when I influenced him face-to-face, a tal faceplate had concealed my identity. Even if Lan Hao saw now, I’m not worried about him making any connection.’
As his voice faded, a chunk of his Spiritual Power vanished, and his pupils instantly constricted as if he were looking through a pair of binoculars.
The limits of his vision stretched out endlessly. The once-blurry scene snapped into focus. The tal engravings on the giant cauldron, its hairline cracks, and the intricate scales on its dragon-shaped carvings—he could see it all with perfect clarity.
And of course, there was the Bronze Ancient King hovering above the giant cauldron. He was only the size of a palm, his entire body seemingly cast from bronze. His legs were crossed in mid-air, and behind his head, a gear-shaped halo hovered, slowly rotating.
’He looks like a little figurine... kinda cute, actually.’ Su Chen grumbled to himself. The Ancient King’s appearance was a world away from what he’d expected.
’I wonder what Tier this Ancient King is...’
"It’s the Ancient King!" Although Lin Yue could only make out a blurry mass of green light, she was still very excited.
The Ancient King resides on the Eternal Silence Star. Even at the Sect Headquarters, there are few opportunities to see him.
’The Ancient King actually followed them here...’ Lan Hao’s heart sank. ’With things like this, can Ni Chuan still get away with the Morning Star Tier Professional Spirituality?’
’What the hell is going on!?’ Lan Hao roared inwardly. He had already sent the secret ssage; now, more than anyone, he was hoping for Ni Chuan to succeed.
’But now, for so reason, the previously inactive Ancient King has suddenly appeared. It’s too late for Ni Chuan to wait for reinforcents from the Royal Court.’
That half of the Stone Slab had already floated to the top of the cauldron.
At the sa ti, wisps of crimson light and arcs of lightning began to gather beside the Bronze Ancient King, gradually coalescing into a spectral figure with red hair, a red beard, and an imposing, dignified face.
"Unfortunately, I cannot save you," the Ancient King said in a low voice.
The red-haired figure shook his head, his voice devoid of emotion as he said, "I am only a Spirit Fragnt, here to carry out the final will of my original self."
The Ancient King let out a soft sigh. From below the broken giant cauldron, another half of the Stone Slab gradually floated up, also wrapped in a hazy crimson mist.
The two broken Stone Slabs were drawn to each other, trembling as they floated toward one another. As their mists mingled, lightning CRACKLED and crimson fire erupted from their edges, forming what looked like a vascular energy channel. This channel allowed the two slabs to gradually fuse into one.
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