A storm swept out. Smoke and dust covered the sky and the sun. It condensed for a long time, and the whole Dead Star trembled.

Everyone looked at the mountain-like cauldron in horror. If it smashed into their bodies, even if they had copper skin and iron bones, they would be blasted into pieces.

"Gu Wuwei, you idiot," the Elder Ancestor of the Yuan Family scolded angrily. "Didn't you say that Chu the Devil wouldn't come here? Explain to me what's going on in ...