"Oh?"
Shadow Demon was surprised. This man had actually managed to stop him. He had some strength, far greater than the people he had encountered before.
"So there really are more than three cauldrons!"
Seeing the fourth Bronze Cauldron appear, the Quasi-Hegemon Level powerhouse who had made the earlier conjecture narrowed his eyes. As expected, this Black Robed Person was extremely extraordinary. What they had seen was nowhere near his full strength!
The only question was, how many cauldrons would the Black Robed Person reveal when fighting at full power?
The countless living beings across the myriad worlds watched in anticipation. The Black Robed Person was in the Low-Level Heavenly Vault, yet he was already this powerful. Across all the worlds, how many people like him could there be?
"Shadow Demon of the Demon Shadow Great World claims to be a god?"
The Black Robed Person sneered. "You think you're worthy?"
"You're courting death!" Shadow Demon snorted. His aura shattered heaven and earth as he attacked the Black Robed Person.
Four cauldrons circled the Black Robed Person, his aura ruling the vast sky, terrifying beyond measure. After bringing forth the fourth Bronze Cauldron, his strength was now countless times greater than it had been with three.
The countless spirits watching the battle felt as if he had become an entirely different person!
"You're the first to witness my strength with four cauldrons." The Black Robed Person sneered, then charged forward and collided with Shadow Demon.
The two fought savagely, their battle incredibly fierce. The dark world of the Flying Immortal Realm shook violently as black energy gathered into a monstrous storm, sweeping across every corner of heaven and earth and destroying everything in its path.
Everyone in the Flying Immortal Realm was shocked. Who was fighting? The shockwaves were so