The scene before him began to transform, and this sudden change caused Long Yan to feel a surge of astonishment. His surroundings shifted from a pristine world to a purgatory. The heat around him made sweat slowly drip down from Long Yan's forehead. However, the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron seemed unaffected, simply pulling Long Yan along on its own.
"Where is this place?"
Long Yan's expression was filled with confusion. Where was the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron taking him? Although he knew that it had recognized him as its Master through a blood pact, Long Yan still felt that something was amiss.
"Just ahead."
The Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron, upon hearing Long Yan's words, responded without turning its head and continued to walk forward. Long Yan had no choice but to follow.
"What is that?"
