This cauldron was a powerful Magical Treasure capable of changing the weather within a certain area. It could bring a thunderstorm over the entire Knife Ghost Ridge in just twenty minutes.
As thunder boomed and heavy rain poured down, the once silent Knife Ghost Ridge erupted with successive roars.
SQUEAK!
A few Knife Labor Ghosts approached, flickering in and out of sight among the wild grass and shrubs.
The Saint and his many disciples each swallowed an Elixir.
The Elixirs they ingested were for holding their breath. The poisonous fog sprayed by the Knife Labor Ghosts could also poison a person, so they had to be extremely careful.
Ten Mental Cultivator disciples made the first move; their task was to control the actions of the Knife Labor Ghosts through their intent. If they succeeded, the plan to tame the Knife Labor Ghosts would be halfway to success.
