Six Extremes Projection

Boom—!

A muffled, thunderous blast suddenly tore through the void. Violent waves of energy spread in a form visible to the naked eye, making the surrounding space hum as though it could not withstand such immense force and might shatter at any moment.

The thirty-foot-tall Extreme Heaven Saint Ancestor was directly slammed into the cauldron, vanishing from the void in an instant.

At the sight, the tightly wound string in Zhang Tie's heart finally relaxed slightly. He slowly let out the stale breath he had been holding in his chest for so long.

However, just as Zhang Tie's vigilance loosened and he was nearly certain the outcome had been decided and the dust had settled—

A sudden change erupted!

The Dragon Trapping Cauldron began to shake violently without warning!

It was no slight tremor. Instead, a low, teeth-grinding "Bzz—bzz—bzz—" vibration came from within the cauldron, as though some primordial beast were crazily ramming against its interior, trying to break free!

Zhang Tie's expression changed drastically, and his pupils contracted sharply. A chill shot from his spine straight to the top of his head!

He had no time to consider why. Relying almost entirely on the instinct forged through countless life-and-death battles, his hands rapidly formed seals.

Several incomparably condensed incantation seals, each flashing with a different spiritual glow, shot from his hands like arrows loosed from a bow and precisely sank into the violently trembling Dragon Trapping Cauldron.

As the seals entered the cauldron, the violent humming seemed forcibly suppressed for a moment, and the cauldron itself briefly calmed.

Yet that calm was like the dead silence before a storm, carrying a terrifyingly strange air. It lasted less than a breath—

Bzz—!!

An even fiercer, more violent tremor erupted again! The entire Dragon Trapping Cauldron seemed to come alive, bucking