Gan Mingfeng's body trembled. Meng Zhao now truly gave him the supreme majesty of a Supreme Great Emperor. Every word, every movement, stirred countless thoughts in him, and he did not dare show the slightest negligence. After turning it over in his mind, he said,
"Reporting to the Dragon King, it was indeed this voice. It was exactly the same as the voice that sounded in Gan's heart. I imagine it was the one making mischief behind the scenes. I fear it is no good sort. Dragon King, you must not let down your guard."
Of course he could not let down his guard. The Sheji Cauldron had originally been the Goguryeo Evil Artifact, the Fuyu Cauldron, and possessed the potential to become a Supreme Divine Artifact.
Moreover, after being arranged by the Great Sui Imperial Advisor and tempered over thousands upon thousands of years, nourished by all manner of supreme resources, it had long since acquired unimaginable divine power. Added to the artifact's strangeness, even though Meng Zhao had swallowed part of the dragon vein's power, greatly advancing his martial arts and deepening his foundations in many ways, he still did not dare underestimate it.
What truly made Meng Zhao curious, however, was why that phantom had its back turned toward them rather than facing them.
Was it deliberately doing so, or did it have some unspeakable difficulty?
Meng Zhao did not think too deeply about it. With a casual wave of his hand, a sharp blast of qi shot toward the phantom hovering above the Sheji Cauldron, serving as a preliminary probe.
Do not be fooled by how lightly he had launched the attack. That streak of qi bore the power of his Great Grandmaster cultivation, containing heaven and earth within, with ten thousand mysteries hidden inside. It