Wei Huo had arrived at the fifth level. The fifth level was an underground cave, and there was a floating clay jar in front of him.
Wei Huo was confused. "The reward this time is a Dharma treasure?"
The golden armor examined the clay jar carefully and said, "There are no spiritual waves. It seems like it's only a mortal weapon. However, the material used to make this clay jar seems to be Breathing Earth."
"Breathing Earth?" Wei Huo was surprised. "Are you talking about the kind of soil that can grow on its own and is never exhausted? Is this clay jar made of this kind of soil?"
The golden armor nodded. "This is really a big deal. Although Breathing Earth is easily destroyed, it can grow on its own. It's also very difficult to burn it into a clay jar!"
Wei Huo took a few looks at the clay jar and threw a punch. A huge hole was blasted into the clay jar, but a moment later, the hole gradually recovered and the jar returned to its original state.
