Boom boom boom!
The commotion from the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb grew louder and louder.
As it flung out over ten million disciples from the Myriad Solar Sects, the passages within the Imperial Tomb themselves underwent violent changes.
They writhed like long serpents!
The Imperial Tomb was boundlessly enormous, with countless passageways.
As they all swayed together, it was like a writhing dance of snakes.
Some disciples had yet to be thrown out and were already nearly shaken unconscious.
Within this Imperial Tomb, people were like tiny ants, pitifully insignificant.
"Careful!"
"Everyone hold on! Don't get separated after we're thrown out."
Many acquaintances and fellow disciples had finally found one another within the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, gathering into groups of dozens or even hundreds.
They knew they were about to leave the Imperial Tomb, yet they still wanted to stick together.
Unfortunately, things went against their wishes!
At this moment, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb was like a colossal beast thrashing wildly. For over a hundred people to remain together was nothing but a dream.
Buzz buzz!
For a time, the Imperial Dragon Palace looked as though heaven and earth were collapsing.
"I did it!"
Yu Ziqian was racing against time to take control of the artifact soul of the World-Devouring Divine Cauldron.
Beneath the shadow of that dark toad, he finally succeeded.
The World-Devouring Divine Cauldron, which occupied a third of the Imperial Dragon Palace's space, rapidly shrank under his control.
Until it became bowl-sized in his hand, easily held beneath his palm.
Only then could they clearly see the World-Devouring Divine Cauldron's full appearance.
Li Tianming noticed that the World-Devouring Divine Cauldron was actually somewhat similar to the Order Cauldron in his possession.
When he took out the Order Cauldron, something miraculous happened!
That was—
The Order Cauldron actually flew