That was the end of Fate's words.
Hongjun fell silent.
The two looked at each other, but neither said anything more.
This state lasted for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.
Hongjun suddenly revealed a calm smile.
"What you're saying means absolutely nothing to me."
"It seems the promise you made to Mu Chen back then was just as tempting."
"That's what led him to oppose his master."
"Unfortunately, Mu Chen didn't even reach the level of a master before he perished."
"And I, though only at the Eternal Ages Cosmic Origin Realm..."
"But as long as I behave myself, even after billions or even trillions of years, I will still be the ruler of this Four Seas and Eight Wastelands."
After Hongjun finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the ninth floor.
Fate did not intervene, but simply watched as Hongjun's figure disappeared from the entrance of the ninth level.
Just as Hongjun's figure completely disappeared from the sight of Fate.
Fate suddenly grinned.
"He's quite the cautious guy."
"However, your heart doesn't seem to be entirely loyal to Primordial Chaos."
"The pinnacle is indeed a lonely place."
" Primordial Chaos, I'm afraid you never expected it."
"The person you trust most has always been disloyal, hasn't he?"
After whispering amongst themselves, Fate once again turned its gaze to the bronze cauldron that had nurtured the supreme spiritual treasure.
He walked around the bronze cauldron once, then shook his head.
"And who knows?"
"Something that is known throughout the Four Seas as a top-tier spiritual treasure."
"It's nothing but scrap metal that the sixth layer of the world doesn't want."
"Even this Eternal Ruins is nothing more than an abandoned storeroom."
"Now it has even developed sentience and has become a revered deity throughout the Four Seas."
As he spoke, a mocking smile crept across Fate's lips.
Sudden!
'Buzz buzz buzz!'
A piercing sound came from inside the bronze cauldron.
Immediately afterwards, a human voice came from inside the bronze cauldron.
Who are you?
How do you know my background?
That is to say, no one from the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands is present at this moment.
Otherwise, one would certainly be shocked to see the bronze cauldron suddenly speak human language.
Fate, on the other hand, reached out and gently stroked the top of the bronze cauldron.
"Long before you were thrown to the Four Seas."
"Some members of the clan have already mentioned abandoning you."
"At that time, a boy, disregarding everyone's objections, forcibly kept you here and moved into his own place."
"From then on, the boy took great care of you every day, wiping away the patina and sharing his joys and sorrows with you."
As he spoke, a hint of nostalgia appeared in Fate's eyes.
And in that brief moment when Fate paused...
The bronze cauldron began to tremble violently.
A moment later, a shocked voice came from inside the bronze cauldron.
"You... you're that boy from back then?"
After the initial shock, the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron immediately asked another question.
Didn't you disappear back then?
Why are you here?
"Also, why can't I sense any fluctuations of life energy in you?"
If not for careful examination, the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron sensed a familiar aura.
Otherwise, it wouldn't believe that the person in front of it could really be the little boy who disappeared back then.
The Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron's words plunged Fate into memories.
As that fragment of memory surfaced in his mind.
Fate's face contorted with pain and rage.
Immediately following, anger, rage, and murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Fate.
That soaring killing intent, if it weren't within the nine layers of ruins...
This terrifying power will likely cause the entire Four Seas to change color.
A full half-cup of tea time had passed.
The strangeness that had appeared in the eyes of Fate has finally returned to calm.
He let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile.
"Let's not dwell on that past."
"Now, I no longer have a physical body."
"All that remains is the Saint Spirit."
As he spoke, Fate looked at the bronze cauldron and revealed a rare glint of soft light.
I originally intended to stop bothering you.
"It's just a pity that that race has already spread Four Seas and has their eyes on you."
As the words of Fate fell.
A dazzling golden light flashed from inside the bronze cauldron.
The golden light rapidly condensed on the bronze cauldron.
It quickly transformed into a beautifully sculpted child.
Her delicate little face makes you want to pinch it.
The red bib she wore added to her cuteness and playfulness.
The Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron, now in human form, immediately looked towards Fate.
" Mu Tong, you say they've traveled to Four Seas?"
"How is this possible?"
That tribe held themselves in high esteem, believing that people from the lower realms were unworthy to associate with them.
"He actually came down to the mortal realm in person?"
That adorable little face was now filled with shock and worry.
As for this, Fate...
By the way, perhaps we could also call it by its former name, Mu Tong.
The Mu Tong sighed softly and said helplessly.
"This time, I've dragged you into this."
"They tracked me down across the Four Seas before finally coming here."
"That's how I discovered your existence."
"You should know that that race is domineering."
Even if they have abandoned you.
But we will never let you roam freely Four Seas.
"That's precisely why I've come to inform you of this matter."
Upon hearing this, the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron lowered its head.
His trembling body seemed to indicate some fear.
It knew that once that tribe came after it...
What they're probably going to do is destroy themselves.
After bowing its head in silence for a moment, the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron turned its gaze to the Mu Tong.
How could the Mu Tong not understand what that expectant look was trying to express?
Before the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron could speak...
The Mu Tong simply smiled and said...
Even if I find you a hiding place...
"But there's no guarantee they won't continue searching for you."
"Instead of hiding like this..."
"I have a better idea."
At this moment, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron.
A chilling aura suddenly emanated from the Mu Tong.
"Since they want to wipe us out completely."
"Then we might as well destroy it."
"This race has no reason to exist."
The Mu Tong's words caused the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron to gasp in shock.
It never expected that the Mu Tong would utter words about destroying that tribe.
Such a thing was something the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron would never even dare to dream of.
The Mu Tong seemed to sense the fear in the Spirit of the Bronze Cauldron.
That was a fear from the depths of the soul.
After all, it had once lived among that clan and knew how terrifying they were.
The Mu Tong responded calmly.
"They are not invincible."
"I have found someone who can deal with them."
"As long as my plan succeeds."
"That's when their time of destruction will come."
"I've waited far too long for this day..."