A massive cauldron that blotted out the sky and sun surged forth from the Cyan Cloud Sect, like an enormous pot capable of covering heaven and earth, securely shielding the Cyan Cloud Sect.
It was none other than the Qinglong Cauldron.
"Dang!"
The great blade struck the Qinglong Cauldron, sparks flying everywhere.
Jiang Feng's head throbbed with splitting pain.
He felt as if his forehead had been slashed by a blade.
The Qinglong Cauldron was his refined treasure, and as an Innate Magical Treasure, it was intricately linked to him; the pain was so vivid he felt as though the Three-Eyed Divine General's blade had landed right on his own forehead.
Fortunately, the Qinglong Cauldron's spirit intelligence wasn't much, but its defense was more than sufficient.
Even after being struck by the great blade, the four Divine Beast patterns upon it suffered no damage, instead emitting four colored lights; the patterns themselves even began to flow along its surface.
