Purple Bull and Chaos Spirit Tree

The Nine Worlds Cauldron trembled, leaving Zhou Cheng stunned.

Ever since he had gained control of the Nine Worlds Cauldron, he had never seen it shake so violently.

Could it be...?

Zhou Cheng looked toward a distant direction.

Judging from the Nine Worlds Cauldron's reaction, something over there was powerfully drawing it in.

That thing was extremely important to the Nine Worlds Cauldron.

Without hesitation, Zhou Cheng sped toward that direction.

As Zhou Cheng drew closer, the Nine Worlds Cauldron shook ever more fiercely.

In the end, it seemed ready to fly out of his body.

Zhou Cheng did his utmost to restrain the Nine Worlds Cauldron.

A moment later, Zhou Cheng arrived at a forest of flames.

That was right—a forest of flames. This entire forest was filled with towering ancient trees that emitted fire, perhaps numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

And the source making the Nine Worlds Cauldron tremble so intensely lay within this flaming forest.

Zhou Cheng's gaze fell upon the center of the flaming forest.

There stood a particularly dazzling tree of flame. Its fire differed somewhat from that of the surrounding ancient trees; the flames covering the entire tree were golden, with specks of starlight flowing within the golden blaze.

"Is this the Fusang Tree?" Zhou Cheng flew toward the ancient tree wreathed in golden flames.

Legend had it that the Fusang Tree was where the Golden Crows dwelled, possessing unfathomably mysterious power.

When Zhou Cheng arrived above the Fusang Tree, the Nine Worlds Cauldron within him suddenly flew out. The Nine Worlds Cauldron, originally formed from the union of the Nine Cauldrons, abruptly split apart into the Nine Cauldrons once more.

Among the Nine Cauldrons, the Wood Cauldron continuously grew larger, its radiance surging. A powerful force of suction erupted from its mouth,