Chen Yuan stood with one hand behind his back, and a simple and unadorned cauldron floated in his palm.
At this moment, the cauldron was only about a foot in size, exuding an ancient and withered aura, covered in rust, devoid of any divine brilliance, resembling the most ordinary and even worn-out cauldron.
But Ge Kalin had just witnessed, twenty-one Heavenly Ranking level experts, along with their inner Golden Cores, were all absorbed by this cauldron.
At that moment, countless Ancient Karmic Fires and Nine Yang True Fires intertwined around the cauldron, transforming into two Fire Dragons.
In that instant, after countless transformations, the cauldron continuously shrank until it assumed this form.
Chen Yuan casually glanced at Ge Kalin.
Before this battle began, he had heard clearly what Ge Kalin had said.
Ge Kalin claimed that he would surely lose, even kneel and beg for mercy.
Yet now, the scene Ge Kalin predicted did not occur.
"I... lost."
