If they wanted to go over there and avoid these troubles, they would have to reveal some divine abilities.
But in the end, it still came back to the same question.
Who would go?
"Whether that cauldron is truly karmic remains to be deduced. If it is a Divine Path conspiracy, we must proceed with caution."
"But what if..."
"It will not be. If the true reincarnation of the Devil Master had appeared, there would certainly have been signs of Demonic Path fortune stirring. There are none now, so it is likely only a remnant of karma from the past."
"Exactly. After all, it came from that forbidden Ancient Nether Forest. The methods left upon it may have been created by something within the forbidden zone."
In just a few words, their former tacit understanding returned.
Over at Bright Mountain.
Even Bifang had not expected that the sliver of karma he had glimpsed, both real and illusory, would give rise to so many heavenly secrets amid truth and falsehood.
He had thought there would be a great disturbance on the Demonic Path's side, but what followed was exceptionally calm.
It felt as though the winds were still and the waves tranquil, without the slightest ripple being stirred.
As for that cauldron—
After the black aura gathered around it dispersed, it did not take long before it collapsed with a rumble, crumbling into a pile of gray dust.
The sight was so astonishing that even Bifang's eyes were opened wide.
He had heard of supreme treasures being claimed, shattered, and exiled, but never had he heard of a supreme treasure falling apart on its own.
It was as fragile as blue porcelain that had been about to crack from the start.
Once the wind blew, nothing remained.
This scene was truly