The tripod's colors were a bit strange, red and black. The tripod occasionally trembled, its radiance dazzling, like a huge star of the sun, emitting a hot scent.
But in the next moment, the atmosphere of the situation underwent a tremendous change. A cold and dark atmosphere permeated the affair. Darkness and evil.
The scent of the great tripod kept changing. At that time, the weather was very hot. It was strange to be in the dark at that time.
Lin Dun's profound eyes murmured, "Jiuling, object of the dragon..."
Dust erupted from a massive tripod, shining like a meteor with golden light.
There were oceans, forests, volcanoes, and so forth. They were ten thousand times wider than the space outside the great tripod. Souls were powerful, and methods were plentiful. If it were placed outside, it would certainly be a divine farming land, where cultivation surpassed that of the outside by thousands of days, but...
