Bab 770: Chapter 545 The Chosen One_1

In the oddly serene space, two great cauldrons floated, majestic and brimming with energy, their bronze hues and tripod shapes emanating the supreme Daoist philosophy of "one generates two, two generates three, and three generates all things."

The cauldrons were not particularly large, but their presence seemed mighty enough to suppress the heavens, solidify time and space, shrouded in primordial chaos and naturally-born Daoist charm, holding a formidable power within.

They exuded an air of ancient mystery so overwhelmingly profound that everything else seemed insignificant before them—their deep mouths appeared capable of swallowing the boundless starry river and harnessing the strength of the nine heavens and ten lands, commanding all worlds.

Even the least discerning onlooker would understand that these artifacts contained the ultimate truths of the cosmos and the laws of the Dao.