"Can it really be snatched away? Is this for real! If I remember correctly, these two treasures seem to be one with this Bloodlight Holy Ancestor's refining, so how can they be forcibly taken?" Han Li was initially startled, but after pondering for a moment, a look of disbelief reappeared on his face.
"Did I not tell you, Fellow Daoist, that among those two supreme treasures, the Purple Word Cauldron originally belonged to me," the elder said, stroking his beard, with profound meaning.
"What, such a thing happened?" Han Li blurted out in surprise.
