"Return to me, my Nine Cauldrons!"
An ancient power of Human Dao surged forth from the Void Land, piercing heaven and earth.
Its majestic force swept out like a tidal wave, making the entire Void Land tremble faintly beneath its impact.
Ji Fa stood with his hands behind his back at the heart of the tide, brimming with confidence and composure.
His control over this Nine Cauldrons was no empty boast.
Western Zhou had refined this cauldron for tens of thousands of years and had long buried a hidden node deep within its forty-third layer of restrictions. So long as Li Beichen's refinement had not surpassed that node, once it was activated, they could use that hidden move to forcibly seize control of the Nine Cauldrons through backlash.
Yet the radiance swept across the edge of the entire fissure. Golden light shuttled back and forth again and again, but in the end, it vanished like a stone sinking into the sea, bringing back no response.
Ji Fa's brows furrowed slightly, but he did not immediately waver. He spoke again, his voice heavier than before.
"Return to me, my Nine Cauldrons!"
His voice carried that ancient power of Human Dao as it surged outward once more, like a heavy hammer smashing into the void.
Even the Sea of Yin Qi roiled and shook in response, making Patriarch Kunpeng and Nether River Patriarch in the distance glance over.
Yet above the fissure, the four Nine Cauldrons remained suspended steadily in place, utterly motionless.
The Nine Cauldrons held in Li Beichen's hand did not even reveal the faintest tremor.
Ji Fa stood in the void, his arms still spread wide, but for the first time, his composed expression darkened.
He looked toward the fissure, disbelief flashing through his eyes.
"How could this be?