Zhao Ziyue tapped the small boat with his bamboo fishing rod. A wave rose from the Sea of Chaos beneath it, carrying the boat toward the golden light at an unbelievable speed.
Xu Changqing flickered and landed at the prow of the Thunder Nether Yin Dragon Ship. Purple lightning crackled across the hundred-zhang vessel as it closely followed behind the small boat.
By the time the two arrived, no fewer than eight hundred cultivators had already gathered around the golden light, along with innumerable swarms of insects.
Everyone's eyes were fixed firmly on the object at the center of the golden light.
It was a three-legged round cauldron.
The cauldron was only three feet tall, its entire body a grayish white older than Chaos itself.
It looked as though it had existed since the dawn of the universe.
Countless relief carvings covered its surface. They depicted neither exotic birds and strange beasts nor immortals and deities, but a complete map of a flowing galaxy.
It was not still. Instead, it flowed across the cauldron's body.
The entire cycle of the galaxy, from birth to demise, replayed itself over and over upon the cauldron.
On each of the round cauldron's three legs was carved an ancient Dao pattern that no one recognized.
No one present could identify the meaning of those three Dao patterns.
Yet everyone could sense that they radiated complete Time Law, Space Law, and Life-and-Death Law.
The three Laws were sealed within the three legs by the Dao patterns, independent of one another yet seamlessly united.
"Could this be the Galaxy Cauldron?!"
"Is that for real?"
"Wasn't that just a legend?"
"If it's real, then it's an immortal's artifact!"
Some guessed, some were stunned, and some cried out in amazement.
The Nine-Dragon Supreme Pearl was a supreme treasure