No one had expected the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron, an Emperor Weapon, to manifest at this moment, as though it too were celebrating Qin Sheng.
Shaking Light Holy Land had endured for one or two hundred thousand years. Saint Lords had come and gone generation after generation—when had the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron ever reacted like this?
Compared to an immortal Emperor Weapon, any given generation's Saint Lord was far too insignificant, vanishing in an instant like fireworks. They could not possibly stir it.
The divine spirit of an Emperor Weapon slept eternally, leaving behind only spiritual instinct. Such a change could only mean that it was highly compatible with Qin Sheng.
Many people wanted to ask: Why?
Others suspected that perhaps some expert from Shaking Light Holy Land was hidden in the shadows, secretly activating the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron to build momentum for Eastern Immortal.
But that was only something they dared think in their hearts. No one dared say it aloud.
Which was harder, their own heads or the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron? That was not something anyone needed to consider, nor did anyone wish to find out firsthand.
At this moment, the Shaking Light disciples were naturally overwhelmed with emotion, unable to contain their excitement. After their initial shock, the outsiders also gradually came back to their senses.
"The rumors that Saint Lord Qin can resonate with the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron are indeed true," someone murmured.
"When he first resonated with the Emperor Weapon, he was still weak. Now that he has severed the Dao and become a King, the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron moved on its own to crown him..."
"It's truly inconceivable."
"A King wielding an Emperor Weapon can already sweep through an entire lifetime. In Saint Lord Qin's hands, the Dragon-patterned Black