The Divine Cauldron really was here, just as Di Gongrui had said.
Yet at this moment, Li Su could not help but hesitate. He did not particularly want to go any farther. There was no helping it—the aura of Chaos Demon Gods was simply too abundant.
Even if most of those auras were not particularly strong, seemingly about the level of the Immortal Realm.
The sheer numbers meant that even if every one of them was merely at the Immortal Realm, with Li Su's current strength, if he truly went in, he would undoubtedly be beaten to death.
There was no need for thousands upon thousands. Just a few hundred Chaos Demon Gods joining forces would be enough.
Not to mention that among those auras, he could vaguely sense power far surpassing the Immortal level—power belonging to old monsters of the Tribulation Transcendence level. Going in there would not be treasure hunting. It would be delivering himself on a platter.
It was not only the current Li Su who would be delivering himself on a platter. Even if he broke through and became a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, he would still be delivering himself on a platter.
No, with this many Chaos Demon Gods, how had those Tribulation Transcendence ancestors of Nine Provinces obtained the Divine Cauldron? Unless they themselves had turned into Chaos Demon Gods and become part of that lot, based on what Li Su was sensing now, even if he transcended tribulation, obtained the Divine Cauldron, he would still be beaten to death inside by this horde of Chaos Demon Gods.
At that thought, Li Su's expression abruptly froze.
Because he remembered something Di Gongrui had once told him: unable to bear that profound despair, those old Tribulation Transcendence monsters of Nine Provinces had chosen to sink, merging