A series of powerful forces continued to emanate.
A majestic aura surged, filling the room.
If it were an ordinary person, they certainly couldn't withstand it.
But at this moment, Lu Yuan sat cross-legged within, remaining unmoved, while golden blood qi appeared on his body.
His blood began to pour continuously into the two cauldrons, and the power emanating from the cauldrons became even more intense than before.
An inexplicable power surged forth, yet it carried no menace. Instead, it seemed capable of calming the unrest in people's hearts.
It felt very peculiar, as if its presence alone could pacify all turmoil.
"The Nine Cauldrons were originally instruments to stabilize the nation."
"In the past, Da Yu cast them to establish order in the world, to end the suffering of wars."
"Now, as I refine them and fully unleash the Power of Destiny within, this feeling is quite normal."
