The great cauldron trembled, and golden light shimmered upon it.
The Nine Spirit Demon King and the Snake Demon King roared, fear evident on their faces.
Yet, they couldn't break free from the suppression of the golden divine light.
"Hmph, you dare to betray me with just your strength?" A voice sounded from the head of the hall.
A figure dressed in pale golden robes descended before the throne, raising a hand to grasp the colorful feather fan.
"Heavenly Cycle Cloud View Fan. Hehe, I've been waiting for this treasure for 100,000 years."
The figure in the pale golden robes produced another feather fan, black and white in color. Turning his head, he looked with a smile at Han Muye, who stood outside the hall and had not entered.
"Kid, I must thank you.
"If you hadn't opened this place, how could I have entered?"
With a slim face, sharp eagle-like eyes, and long brows, endless starlight flickered within his eyes.