Yu Fuli possessed incredible means. Before long, the Yin-Yang Cauldron stopped emanating loss chants. The entire cauldron turned bright red but looked otherwise ordinary.0

"This cauldron will be able to trap the saint's main body. You'll just have to get him in here," Yu Fuli said.0

"Can the cauldron suck the saint in directly?"0

"It can't. You'll have to be careful not to use it carelessly. If the saint notices anything amiss, he won't fall for the trap," Yu Fuli warned.0

"Your Majesty, you mean that this cauldron is only a cage, and if I want to trap the saint, I'll have to catch him myself and stuff him inside? How would I ever do so?" Xiao Nanfeng exclaimed.0

"I believe in your abilities," Yu Fuli said, smiling.0

Xiao Nanfeng stiffened. What good was it that Yu Fuli believed in him when he didn't believe in himself? It was ludicrous to have a True Immortal catch a saint!0

"Alright. If there's nothing else, you may go. The saint may come after you at any time. Don't...0