Yuan Xuangu slowly withdrew his hands and stood in the center of the dilapidated ancestral land. The wind and clouds around him ceased, and only the old man who had lived for millions of epochs remained between heaven and earth. After experiencing the first two moves, the sharpness in his eyes had long since turned into a kind of calmness, an expression that only a true seeker of the Dao would show when facing a higher Dao.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm and undisturbed, and slowly said, "Senior, you have already successfully withstood two of my moves, which is enough to prove that your strength far surpasses mine. Next... there is only one last move left."
Qin Yu stood quietly amidst the ruins, his robes swaying gently. He was like an unmoving, ancient Divine Mountain, and no matter how the world collapsed, his expression remained unchanged.
He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze calmly landing on Yuan Xuangu, his voice even yet exuding an unquestionable composure.
"You're strong too." "Come on." "Let me see your true strength." Yuan Xuangu nodded slightly, and then the overwhelming demonic intent around him gradually dissipated. The ancient demonic phantom that covered the heavens and earth began to collapse, and the demonic horn on its forehead slowly disappeared.
The hideous black demonic armor transformed back into countless Dao patterns and returned to his body. His turbulent Fate Soul essence gradually calmed down, and in just a few breaths, he returned to the white-haired old man he was at the beginning, without any earth-shattering pressure or vast aura.
Only an old man, who had experienced millions of epochs of time, stood there quietly. Yuan Zhanxiao was stunned when he saw this. "Supreme Elder..." He knew that this was the state that Yuan Xuangu would only appear when he was truly preparing to unleash his strongest divine power, because this move... did not require demonic transformation at all.
Yuan Xuangu slowly raised his head, looking at Qin Yu, his aged voice carrying a hint of solemnity for the first time. "Senior," he said, "This divine power of mine has only been used once in millions of years. That time was when I reached the Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme, using it to sever the shackles of my Great Dao. Since then, it has never appeared in the world again. Not even a single person in the entire Ancient God Clan knows of its true existence."
As he spoke, he slowly glanced at Yuan Zhanxiao behind him. Yuan Zhanxiao was completely stunned, because even he, the clan leader, was seeing this for the first time. Yuan Xuangu smiled lightly. "Zhanxiao doesn't know." "This move is my greatest secret, and my last trump card." Qin Yu's gaze remained calm, without the slightest surprise. "Good." "Use it."
Yuan Xuangu took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes, and began to slowly form hand seals, one, two, three... His movements were extremely slow. Each hand seal was like writing an ancient Dao pattern between heaven and earth. At the same time, the Ancient God Clan's ancestral land, within a radius of millions of miles, began to undergo unprecedented changes.
Boom! A deafening roar reverberated through the ages, the entire world trembled violently, the earth beneath our feet undulated and churned like an ancient behemoth, and in the distance, majestic mountains crumbled and towering waves of stone surged into the sky.
Hundreds of millions of miles above the heavens, a terrifying colossal rift stretched across the universe, slowly extending and tearing apart. This was no ordinary spatial rift, but rather the entire vast sky, as if an invisible giant hand of an unparalleled being had reached out and forcibly ripped it in two from the very center. Within the rift, there was no starry sky.
There was no darkness, only a vast and boundless chaotic torrent. Countless ancient Dao runes slowly drifted down from the depths of the crack, each rune exuding an ancient aura spanning millions of epochs. Suddenly, the entire world fell silent; the wind stopped, and the thunder ceased.
Even the light began to slowly solidify, and the next moment, Boom! A deep, muffled bell tolled from the deepest part of the chaos. The sound had no offensive capabilities, yet it caused the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth within a radius of tens of millions of miles to tremble simultaneously. Then...
A colossal black shadow slowly descended from the depths of the rift. Before it had fully appeared, only its outline was revealed, the entire world began to sink, space collapsed layer by layer, the flow of time became chaotic, and the river of cause and effect churned continuously. Then, a divine cauldron with an entire body of bronze finally slowly descended into the world.
It stands ten thousand feet tall, its body thick and ancient, having endured countless years without showing any signs of decay. Instead, it exudes a profound and majestic aura that suppresses the very essence of heaven and earth.
The three legs stood firmly in the void, and with each step, countless Dao patterns slowly spread in all directions, as if supporting the three poles of heaven and earth.
Around the cauldron, two ancient dragons coiled on the handles, their bodies entwined, their scales like ancient bronze and divine gold, each scale engraved with dense ancient divine patterns. The dragons raised their heads slightly, their eyes half-open and half-closed, as if they were asleep, or as if they were looking down on all living beings throughout the ages.
The belly of the cauldron is carved with countless mountains, rivers, starry seas, ancient beasts, Gods and Devils, and magnificent scenes of the beginning of heaven and earth. Each pattern is like a complete history of the Great Dao. The mouth of the cauldron slowly opens. There is no eruption of flames or thunderous roar. Only three divine flames of completely different colors slowly rise.
One flame was deep blue, like the origin of extreme cold; another was crimson, like the eternal divine sun; and the third was dark purple, like the Annihilation Abyss. The three divine flames intertwined yet remained distinct, swirling and rising above the mouth of the cauldron, eventually transforming into a divine pillar of fire that pierced through heaven and earth.
The divine pillar soared into the heavens, illuminating the entire sky into a vast world interwoven with blue, red, and purple. At the same time, an ancient Yin-Yang array covering millions of miles slowly emerged beneath the cauldron, with the Yin-Yang fish rotating slowly and the eight trigrams lighting up in sequence.
Countless ancient runes flowed along the array patterns, and the power of the Great Dao of the entire world began to converge towards the divine cauldron. The distant sea churned wildly, and waves hundreds of millions of feet high surged into the sky.
A colossal abyssal vortex slowly appeared in the center of the sea, with endless seawater pouring into its depths. Lightning relentlessly bombarded the surface, yet it could not budge the ancient cauldron in the slightest. Ice, lightning, tsunamis, flames, yin and yang, heaven and earth...
All things in heaven and earth revolve around the divine cauldron at this moment. It is not like a divine weapon, but more like an ancient divine furnace that suppresses the ages, melts heaven and earth, and carries the Great Dao. Yuan Zhanxiao stared at the divine cauldron floating in the nine heavens, and stood there completely stunned, his breath involuntarily stopping.
"This... this is..." "The Supreme Elder has truly concealed the power of millions of epochs..."
Qin Yu remained standing there quietly, his gaze finally settling on the ancient cauldron for the first time, a faint hint of appreciation appearing in his eyes. "Indeed, this cauldron of yours deserves my serious attention."
Yuan Xuangu stood quietly beneath the divine cauldron, his eyes, weathered by time, slowly gazing at the cauldron suspended in the heavens. There was no greed in his gaze, but rather a deep respect for the cauldron that had stood with him for millions of epochs.
He spoke slowly, his aged voice echoing throughout the ancestral land of the Ancient God Clan. "This cauldron..." "was something I obtained by chance in a Primordial chaos ruin before I reached the Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme."
He gently raised his palm, Realm Devouring Heaven Burning Cauldron high above immediately emitted a deep hum, a sound as heavy as the first bell of the Great Dao at the beginning of the world. The entire world trembled slightly again, and the ancient dragons coiled on both sides of the cauldron slowly moved, their eyes gradually brightening with azure divine light. Strands of Primordial Dao patterns flowed along the dragons' bodies, finally converging at the mouth of the cauldron.
Within the cauldron's mouth, divine flames of blue, red, and purple slowly intertwined. The flames did not burn the heavens and earth, but rather refined the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. With each surge, Great Dao runes turned to ashes, and with each ascent, new primordial patterns were born, as if what it refined was never the myriad things, but the myriad Daos themselves.
Yuan Xuangu gazed at the divine cauldron and slowly said, "This cauldron is called—the 'Realm Devouring Heaven Burning Cauldron.' It ranks among the Primordial Origin Supreme Treasure. It can refine heaven and earth, burn the laws of the Dao, devour the origin of the world, and transform all laws into its essence."
"Throughout millions of eons, in my entire life... I've only used it once." A faint trace of reminiscence appeared in his eyes. "That battle... Before I had fully stabilized my Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme cultivation, three Myriad Heavens Beast Lord simultaneously descended upon the Eternal Nonexistence Limitless Domain from the depths of the heavens. Each of them was capable of annihilating countless great worlds." On that day, I suppressed the heavens with the Realm Devouring Heaven Burning Cauldron, combined with my own primordial divine power, and after seven days and seven nights, finally Annihilation all three Myriad Heavens Beast Lords."
He spoke very calmly, as if recounting an ordinary old story, yet with just a few light words, the entire world suddenly fell into a deathly silence. Qin Yu listened quietly, without the slightest hint of contempt in his heart, and slowly nodded, his gaze fixed on the divine cauldron, a hint of appreciation quietly appearing in his eyes.
"Excellent." "Indeed excellent." "Single-handedly slaying three Myriad Heavens Beast Lords, through millions of epochs of reincarnation, a person with such abilities can be called unparalleled in the world, a unique case."
Qin Yu's words were not perfunctory at all. Yuan Xuangu could sense that this praise came from a true recognition of someone standing on a higher path. On the other hand, Yuan Zhanxiao was completely stunned. He looked at the Devouring World Burning Heaven Realm Devouring Heaven Burning Cauldron that covered the sky and earth, and then at the old man who had accompanied him for countless years in front of him. His lips trembled.
His eyes were filled with disbelief. "Primordial Origin Supreme Treasure..." "Realm Devouring Heaven Burning Cauldron..." "Supreme Elder..." "You... you have actually possessed such a treasure all this time..." His voice trembled more and more, and the words of Yuan Xuangu just now kept echoing in his mind: millions of years ago, he single-handedly killed the three-headed Myriad Heavens Beast Lord.
He had never heard of any of this before. The next moment, Yuan Zhanxiao's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud. His eyes were fixed on the divine cauldron, his body trembling uncontrollably, and his voice had become hoarse. "This..." "Is this the true foundation of the Supreme Elder..." "A..." "The Primordial Origin Supreme Treasure Cauldron..."