The azure light was wondrous. Merely looking at that ancient, unadorned great cauldron gave one the sense of an aura that had endured since time immemorial.
Atop the cauldron's lid sat the figure of a youth. By the look of him, he was none other than the Cauldron Spirit that had previously been the size of a fist.
After appearing, the Cauldron Spirit glanced at the nearly dissipated Dan Chenzi. With a wave of his hand, a beam of azure light enveloped him, stabilizing the divine soul that had been on the verge of vanishing.
At that moment, whether it was Dan Chenzi and the other man or the Blood Demon Race, all of them were left rooted to the spot by this sudden turn of events.
The Ice Crystal Dragon Scale Beast was the first to react. It turned back and glanced at the Nine Nether Blood Spring.
A stark-white figure was seen crawling out of the spring in a miserable state.
Seeing this, the Ice Crystal Dragon Scale Beast hurried over and handed the Ring of Holding to Ye Yu.
Ye Yu took it, pulled out some clothes and put them on. He drew a deep breath, then turned toward the Void Sky Cauldron in midair and grinned.
"Kid, you're pretty fair-skinned." The Ice Crystal Dragon Scale Beast gave Ye Yu a once-over and teased him.
Ye Yu shot it an annoyed glance. Knowing its nature, he said nothing. Cowardly as it was, when the critical moment truly came, it was still quite dependable.
He had seen everything that had happened just now clearly from within the Nine Nether Blood Spring.
"What exactly are you?" Xue Ji stared fixedly at the Cauldron Spirit before him. He could not sense the slightest fluctuation of power from the Cauldron Spirit.