The helpless Ancient Sage City...
Could only look on as Li Yaotie ascended into the Mahayana realm, watching the treasures he forged be delivered into the hands of the Li Clan Members.
The Eastern Yi Mahayana cultivators led by Daochu within the Mahayana world were much the same. The Great Emperors under heaven made no effort to conceal their longing for the treasures within those eighty-one cauldrons—a chasm even Daochu could not cross.
"This is bad!"
As the colossal cauldrons within the embryonic world of Li Yaotie trembled and the aura of treasures powerful enough to shake heaven and earth burst forth in radiant splendor, shock flashed through the eyes of Zuo Xingyanmian, chieftain of the New Moon Clan—eyes like bright stars in jade-white morning skies.
The New Moon Clan cultivated through the essence of the bright moon, perceiving the gold and jade of heaven and earth. Ever since ancient times, no spiritual mine under heaven had escaped their clan's senses. Now, as the massive cauldrons burned ever redder, her expression stiffened.
Hearing the cry, the Mahayana cultivators turned to look at Zuo Xingyanmian.
Yuan Shengren had already known that the Azure Cloud Li Family possessed hidden secrets. Seeing Zuo Xingyanmian's expression now, his heart sank still deeper. "What is it? Those eighty-one cauldrons are the foundation for Li Yaotie's meteoric rise. Do they represent eighty-one Dharma treasures and spirit treasures?"
"Eighty-one?"
Zuo Xingyanmian smiled, but no one could find even the slightest joy in that smile. It was like a snapped piece of wood on the verge of breaking apart completely. "Greedy Wolf, over these thousand years, did your tribe truly not notice a thing?"
No one present felt more stifled than Greedy Wolf. Lian Zhen had mentioned those eighty-one cauldrons to him before. Ever since Li Yaotie had