C1214 God of the Sacred Body

The shape of the cauldron was very simple and unadorned. Although it wasn't as big as the others, it was still unshakeable. A faint yellow mist fell from the surroundings, one strand after another. It was very thick, wrapping Chen Fan up. All the pressure of the saints was completely ineffective against him.

He took a big step forward and realized that his chance had finally arrived