章節 1535: All Souls Creation Cauldron

"This…" With difficulty, Si Wen Ming squeezed a word out of his gritted teeth. He sounded like a sleep talking man.

Abruptly, Si Wen Ming widely popped out his eyes and moved his arms. His arms left shreds of afterimages in the air, but without making even the slightest noise. As he swiftly changed his hand motions, dark-yellow light spots sparkled in the air while countless spell symbols flew out of his palms. Storm-like magic seals descended from all directions and sealed off the entire hall firmly.

"Uncle Wen Ming?" Ji Hao was startled by Si Wen Ming's crazy behavior.

Did this five-colored cauldron have a story? Why was Si Wen Ming so nervous?

Ji Hao had this cauldron inside his body for many years. This cauldron was able to automatically make high-grade magic treasures, devour sky devils, digest everything in the world, transform the Chaos power for Ji Hao to absorb. But apart from all these…