Meanwhile, Daochen had already appeared before Tongtian. The profundities of the Law of Strength surged wildly around him, pouring into his fist.
This time, he used no magical power, nor did he bring out any of his mighty Xiantian Spiritual Treasures. He fought Tongtian with nothing but the strength of his physical body.
He had no other aim than to show Tongtian how terrifying a cultivator of the physical body became upon entering the Quasi-Saint Realm.
Boom!
Daochen moved like a horned dragon. Beneath his seemingly slender frame lay earth-shaking power. Facing the sword light formed by the Green Duckweed Sword, he neither dodged nor retreated, but punched straight into it.
Their collision unleashed a deafening roar. Terrifying shock waves rippled outward like waves across water, sweeping in every direction.
They swept away every trace of spiritual energy within the palace.
Yet just as they were about to strike the palace walls, a small cauldron of ancient design and solid, unadorned form suddenly appeared above Daochen's head.
Countless runes emerged across its surface, while lines tracing inscrutable laws exuded an equally inscrutable aura.
In an instant, light blazed forth.
Phantom images of gods and devils flickered within it, and seven-colored brilliance illuminated the heavens.
Above were carvings of blue skies and a radiant sun; below were engravings of earth, fire, water, and wind.
The cauldron rotated, showering down rings of seven-colored divine light, as though recreating the power of earth, fire, water, and wind. The entire Sun God Palace shuddered, and every shock wave was swallowed into the small cauldron.
"This is..."
Tongtian stared in astonishment at the ancient little cauldron above Daochen's head. His body trembled as he said, "The Xiantian Supreme Treasure, the Heaven-Earth Cauldron! It vanished after the Dao-Demon War. How did it end up in your