The Poison Dragon Ancient Demon's palace stood in a secluded valley planted with rare flowers and exotic herbs, surrounded by dense forests and precipitous peaks. Astonishing heaven and earth spiritual energy permeated the area.
The palace was built from enormous white stones, its walls covered in ancient runes and mysterious designs. White stone paved the floor, smooth as a mirror and inlaid with exquisite golden patterns.
Across the ceiling stretched the mysterious image of an enormous dragon in a riot of seven colors, though it looked remarkably elegant...
The Poison Dragon Ancient Demon reclined lazily on a comfortable bed draped in white fur, her beautiful eyes sizing Ye Han up from head to toe.
Standing before her, Ye Han felt somewhat ill at ease. The divine light flashing through her eyes made him feel as though she could see straight through him.
Of course, Ye Han did not deliberately release his spell power or divine abilities to block her scrutiny. There was no need.
The most important treasure he carried was naturally the Purple Cauldron. As long as he did not reach out to sense it, even someone with the Poison Dragon Ancient Demon's cultivation could not detect it.
This was not an ability Ye Han possessed. Rather, he sensed that the Purple Cauldron was protecting itself.
It had been this way since the day he obtained the Purple Cauldron. To date, no cultivator, regardless of their cultivation, had been able to see that it lay within his divine sense sea.
After studying him for a while, the Poison Dragon Ancient Demon withdrew her gaze and said coolly, "Not bad! You've already recovered quite a bit in such a short time! It looks like you'll make it in time!"
She paused, then looked at Ye Han coldly again. "But don't