At the same time.
Hidden within a fold of the void, Cheng Buzheng's mind shook violently the instant he saw Island-Moving Venerable summon the long river once more!
"Wild Cauldrons? How is that possible?!"
Cheng Buzheng nearly cried out.
"The four cauldrons had exploded together before, their power shaking heaven and earth—they absolutely cannot be restored! And even if Island-Moving Venerable had enough Spirit Material, there wasn't enough time. Could it be... that he had another complete set of forbidden-artifact Wild Cauldrons hidden away?!"
The thought was simply too horrifying!
If that were true, then Island-Moving Venerable's reserves and scheming ran unfathomably deep!
But in the next instant, Cheng Buzheng's Divine Sense—far keener than any ordinary person's—instantly caught the anomaly in the four enormous cauldrons slowly rising from the "Four Poles" of the surging long river, emanating an ancient, desolate aura!
Their forms...
Were exactly the same!
But their auras... were worlds apart!
"Something's wrong!"
Cheng Buzheng's gaze sharpened. The stormy waves in his heart instantly calmed, replaced by profound doubt.
"These are absolutely not forbidden artifacts! They're merely... imitations modeled after their shape?! Their power is likely not even one ten-thousandth that of true Wild Cauldrons! At most, they can be considered precious treasures; they are fundamentally incomparable to genuine forbidden artifacts."
"Then what exactly is that old Island-Moving bastard trying to do?"
Cheng Buzheng furrowed his brow as thoughts raced through his mind.
"With just these four imitation Wild Cauldrons, the low-tier Four Poles Great Array they form—even with the support of a supreme Formation Artifact... cannot possibly threaten someone like the High Priest! So why did he expend such effort to set up this useless array? Could there be some other deeply concealed scheme? It cannot possibly be mere bluffing!"
Cheng Buzheng's gaze locked onto every minute