Cough! Cough! Cough!
After coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, Li Su's expression returned to calm.
Corpses littered the ground around him—those of the Chaos Demon Gods. There were thousands of them, and he had killed more than half, including quite a few at the Tribulation Transcendent True Immortal level.
The wounds on his body had been inflicted by the counterattacks of those Tribulation Transcendent True Immortal-level Chaos Demon Gods.
Their desperate final strikes had been terrifying. Not only space, but even the laws themselves had been pierced through and torn apart by those Chaos Demon Gods.
Under such attacks, Li Su had inevitably been injured. His physical body had been punched straight through, and even its internal patterns had split apart. If he had not refined and fused with the Divine Cauldron, things would truly have been dangerous. He would certainly have suffered grievous wounds, with injuries that would be exceedingly difficult to heal.
Unfortunately, he had not managed to wipe out every Chaos Demon God. There had been too many of them, and with them bent on fleeing, even the gap of a major realm had not been enough to keep them all. Some fish had slipped through the net.
Though he was somewhat disappointed not to have killed all the Chaos Demon Gods, his gains had still been immense.
Most importantly, he had become familiar with the Divine Cauldron and understood its functions.
As an immortal artifact, the Divine Cauldron was indeed rather beyond the pale. Its defensive power was extraordinarily astonishing.
Yet it was not quite as outrageously overpowered as he had imagined. The primary reason for its exaggerated performance—at least half the reason—lay with Li Su himself.
Though saying so might sound like blowing his own trumpet, if the Divine Cauldron's owner had not been