The mountain ravine was empty. Only when she reached its end did Duanmu Qingyue discover the first object.
It was a Treasure Cauldron with three legs and two handles, forged from black bronze. Its body was covered in peculiar totems and radiated an ancient aura.
The Treasure Cauldron seemed to have been placed here for a very, very long time, without the slightest trace of aura. At first glance, one would have taken it for an ordinary cauldron.
The Treasure Cauldron was not large, only half a person tall.
Duanmu Qingyue walked over.
"Fallen Soul Amitabha Cauldron," she murmured.
Dangling Heaven had sent her here precisely to retrieve this cauldron.
There were no records of the Fallen Soul Amitabha Cauldron in ancient history. Duanmu Qingyue had learned from Dangling Heaven that this cauldron had once belonged to a supreme powerhouse. Once she became an Overlord-level being, this cauldron would be perfect as her magical artifact.
With this cauldron, even if she had only just entered the Overlord-level domain, she could still wrestle with those veteran Overlord-level powerhouses.
Duanmu Qingyue reached out to touch the Fallen Soul Amitabha Cauldron, but with a hum, an invisible force sent her flying backward. She staggered back several steps before steadying herself.
"Who sent you here?"
A cold voice came from within the Fallen Soul Amitabha Cauldron.
"My master," Duanmu Qingyue said. She had not expected there to be a living being inside the Fallen Soul Amitabha Cauldron. From the looks of it, it was not an artifact spirit.
"Is your master Dangling Heaven?"
Before the words had even fallen, the entire Fallen Soul Abyss began to tremble violently. Chaotic wind and lightning tore heaven and earth apart, while even space and time suffered a tremendous impact.
Hua Yunfei, the Golden-Haired Woman, the Ghost Phoenix