When Feng Xi saw this, he felt a chill down his back, ‘Those two axes are something I acquired from a Nascent Soul cultivator I killed. They have many uncommon abilities, but they were unable to activate and were seized by that unremarkable small cauldron without any effort.

As of current, he realized Han Li was no longer the Core Formation cultivator that fled for his life.

After his first strike failed, the wyrm king didn’t continue his attack. Instead, he recalled the golden halberd with a wave of his hand and said, “Fellow Daoist Feng, be careful. That small cauldron is the Heavenvoid Cauldron of human legend. It would be best for us to attack together.”

“The Heavenvoid Cauldron! Yes, let’s do as you say. So long as we kill this person, I’ll give the cauldron to you. All I want are the Thunderstorm Wings that was taken from me.”

“It is agreed.” The wyrm king wildly laughed and golden armor shined from his body. Dazzling golden light radiated from his body as his...