General of the Heavenly Wolf Battalion!

Wang Chen stood in front of the cauldron.

The Tyrannical Ghost Clan looked at him gloatingly.

The cauldron didn't look big, but its weight was no less than that of an asteroid. Even among the Tyrannical Ghost Clan members, who were famous for their strength, more than 90% of them could not lift it.

The reason why they let Wang Chen lift it was only to deliberately make things difficult for him. As monsters, they did not have a good impression of these Descenders who were once enemies.

Wang Chen reached out and patted the huge cauldron, then kicked the cauldron's foot. With a muffled sound, the huge cauldron lost its balance and fell toward him.

"This Descender is far from weak."

The Tyrannical Ghost Clan members immediately felt the contempt in their hearts fade.

Clang!

There was another muffled sound when Wang Chen retreated to the giant cauldron's center of gravity, and he supported the fallen cauldron with one hand.