The Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron swelled in the wind, countless beams of golden light pouring from its mouth and instantly locking onto Chijingzi's aura.
Chijingzi's expression changed drastically.
He wanted to dodge, but yellow sand churned all around him, murky waves roiled beneath his feet, and the space had long since been sealed off by the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
Let alone teleporting out, even turning around had become exceedingly difficult.
"Bixiao, you dare!"
Chijingzi roared and immediately activated the Yin Yang Mirror.
The mirror flipped, and white light shot straight toward the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron. Wherever it passed, the yellow sand exploded.
This magic treasure had accompanied him for many years. One side illuminated life, the other death; its power far surpassed that of ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasures.
Yet just as the white light had flown a hundred yards, the Yellow River within the formation suddenly surged backward.
The murky waves bore down, and the white light immediately dimmed.
The Yin Yang Mirror shook violently, and fine gray spots actually appeared across its surface.
"How is that possible?"
A chill ran through Chijingzi's heart.
Not only had the Yin Yang Mirror failed to repel the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron, but the murky waters of the Yellow River had even tainted its spirituality.
He hurriedly formed a hand seal, trying to recall his magic treasure.
"You want to take it back now? Too late!"
Bixiao pointed, and the Primal Chaos Golden Cauldron suddenly began to spin.
A terrifying suction force erupted from its mouth, directly enveloping the Yin Yang Mirror and dragging it over together with Chijingzi's protective Immortal Light.
Chijingzi's feet sank into the yellow sand, but his body kept being pulled forward.
"Hold firm for me!"
He slapped his chest, forcibly expelled a mouthful of Quintessential Blood,