Yet the black-robed man possessed no fewer than three Natal Mystic Tools. This proved that his background was certainly far from ordinary and that he had ample resources.
There were not many powers in the Lower Heavens with such foundations. It could basically be determined that he belonged to one of the known Overlord-level factions.
The Quasi-Overlord Level experts from the various Overlord-level factions who were watching the battle eyed one another with suspicion, all believing that the black-robed man had been secretly nurtured by the others.
Most suspected the Imperial Court. The Imperial Court was the strongest force and had the Emperor Lord at its back, so the possibility was undoubtedly the greatest.
Although there was no sign that the black-robed man was connected to the Imperial Court, who could say for certain? Perhaps he had merely hidden it deeply.
"I have always felt that these cauldrons correspond to his own Dao. Perhaps the true number is more than three..."
"At the start, he only summoned one great cauldron to face his enemies. Only when he encountered exceptionally powerful foes did he summon all three. This proves that the more Bronze Cauldrons he has above his head, the stronger he is! By that reasoning, three Bronze Cauldrons may not be his limit!"
A Quasi-Overlord Level expert grew suspicious and made this conjecture.
"If that is truly the case, then this black-robed man is genuinely terrifying. No one has yet seen his true strength!"
Hearing this, many felt it was possible. The black-robed man was simply too mysterious, always impossible to see through.
The black-robed man slaughtered all the way through, laughing wildly in utter madness as he swept across heaven and earth.
He seemed to possess inexhaustible power. The stronger his enemies were, the stronger he became. So far,