Shuanghu Island, Magical Equipment Research Institute.
"Is this the thing?"
Chen Daochu looked at the cauldron in disbelief.
"Yes, that's it."
Chen Daoxuan nodded.
The cauldron in front of him was about ten feet tall and had three legs supporting it. There were six exits on the left of the cauldron.
What was even more amazing was that although this cauldron was a magic tool, it was only a fourth-tier magic tool, so Chen Daoxuan had neglected it when he was rummaging through Jiang Taiyuan's storage ring.
Chen Daochu stared blankly at the huge cauldron in front of him, his heart surging."Patriarch, do you mean that with it in the future, our Chen family will be able to continuously obtain the power of creation?"
Hearing this.
