An extremely faint golden light beam descended from the sky. The clone, which Ji Hao created with difficulty by using a slight amount of spirit power that he could spare, landed on the cauldron through the sunlight.
Standing on an ear of the cauldron, Ji Hao scornfully sneered to those desperately fleeing Ji Clan warriors. "You've already come, don't leave in such a rush. You haven't tasted the true power of this giant cauldron yet." He murmured.
"Up!" He gave a deep growl and cast a spell to the cauldron. The million-miles-tall cauldron quaked slightly and shone with a blinding cyan-colored light. A heavy buzz echoed through the hearts of all human beings who were able to see this cauldron. Then, countless human beings whose blood was boiled by the stories of wise and brave human ancestors each gave vent to a sonorous shout.
Hearing this thunderous shout and affected by the cauldron, millions and millions of human beings turned their eyes towards the fleeing Jia Clan warriors.