At this moment, in the mainland of Yunzhou.
On a divine mountain that towered into the clouds like a sharp sword, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and a divine light shot into the sky.
In the hall at the peak of the mountain, a white-robed old man was looking at the divine light in front of him with a shocked expression.
Within the divine light, there was a small, pitch-black Cauldron.
Just now, this small cauldron had jumped out of his dimensional ring on its own and emitted such a brilliant divine light.
"This is ... Aotian treasure?"
The old man was stunned. Only then did he remember what this was.
This small cauldron had been in his heaven slaying sect for far too long. It had already been more than two thousand years, so long that he had almost forgotten about it.
"This cauldron jumped out on its own and caused such a phenomenon. Could it be that ... The last proud heaven's treasure has come into being and has been activated?"
