On the top of the ten thousand-foot Dan Cliff, the clouds of calamity are like ink, and thunder snakes dance wildly.
Countless powerful men looked up at the sky, their pupils full of horror. Just because under the calamity cloud, an ancient cauldron was slowly rotating. The body of the cauldron was simple and unpretentious, but it exuded the aura of eternal suppression. Every thunder struck by the sky was swallowed up by the mouth of the tripod and turned into pure energy.
"Shennong's Cauldron... That's the legendary Shennong's Cauldron!"
"It is rumored that this cauldron can refine the heaven and earth and blend all things. It has been lost for thousands of years. How can it reappear in the world?"
When everyone was shocked, a young figure stood beside the cauldron with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering and his expression indifferent. He raised his eyes to the sky and spoke softly:
"Today, I use this cauldron to practice the ninth level of heavenly calamity."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Shennong Cauldron shook violently, and the rays of light shot out from the cauldron's mouth, sucking in all the calamity clouds in the sky! There was silence between heaven and earth, and then earth-shaking cheers broke out.
The young man smiled slightly and turned to look north - there was the direction of Qingyang City, the starting point where he was once regarded as a waste.
