The calm before the storm, the cauldron demon could feel it. Any moment from now, Xuan would arrive inside the dried-up volcano lair.
But he wasn't worried. He believed the negotiation would work. As a cauldron demon who had taken many lives to prolong his, if he died, he'd face judgment by the gods.
Of course, for what he had done, there was no doubt he wouldn't enter the circle of reincarnation.
However, with the information at hand about Xuan using taboo techniques, he believed he would be spared.
Those who had pried into the matters of the gods knew about the history of the library, the gods, and how Prisoner 707 stole their knowledge.
If Xuan didn't want that to happen, the cauldron demon had another negotiation that would still aid him.
A smile arrived on the demon's face as he knew Xuan would be the one behind him.
But as he turned around, he was completely disappointed.
"There are limits to what I can do in this spirit form," 707 sighed.
