Terror!

When Qi Hai saw that Lu Yun was about to combine the Demonic Sovereign Cauldron’s feet with its main body, unadulterated terror flashed through his eyes. Even his voice took on a strange inflection, as if it was going off pitch.

Stopping his movements, Lu Yun looked at the man.

“Three cauldron feet and one cauldron body… that still doesn’t make for the complete Demonic Sovereign Cauldron. I’m short a pair of handles,” he responded calmly. “What are you afraid of?”

All present looked at Qi Hai, who let out the breath he was holding when he saw Lu Yun stop.

“That damned fur seal!” He gnashed his teeth. “It did this on purpose! It deliberately placed the three feet within your reach! The Demonic Sovereign Cauldron is no immortal treasure! In the Primordial Era, the immortal court’s Celestial...