In just a few breaths, all the boundless smoke and clouds around Wu Tie were swallowed by the long banner. The long banner in his hand became heavy, and the windless face of the banner automatically hit Wu Tie from time to time, making a crisp "pa" sound.

The next moment, the formless divine tripod where Wu Tie was located broke open.

The entire cauldron was shattered into the finest particles, turning into colorful and blurred streams, and quickly flowing down Wu Tie.

"Waste, waste, too waste!" Wu Tie looked at the disintegrating Wuxiang Divine Ding in a daze, his mouth was twitching with heartache.

"Senior, no matter who you are, for the last glimmer of life... if you do this... directly destroy an ancient treasure with infinite power and infinite mystery... You are too luxurious." Wu Tie simply squatted on the ground and quietly watched a colorful light as the size of a water tank spin rapidly in front of him.

Everything is so incredible.

Wu Tie really didn't expect that there were people who could set up a lasting way to survive for themselves a long time ago, for many years, for themselves many years later.

This is not just pure 'power'...

"This is wisdom!" Wu Tie sighed sincerely.

Through the transparent colorful light, Wu Tie saw a drop of blood the size of a mung bean, emitting a faint white light.

A very faint breath that was almost like the fluctuation of the soul spread out from this extremely small drop of blood.

It is extremely weak and on the verge of complete collapse, but it is actually between existence and none...

Such a faint drop of blood that could be annihilated at any time was still able to get half of the soul power from Wu Tie's body, and after getting plasma that was three times the blood of Wu Tie's body, it was then condensed by the great power of the Wu Tie's Divine Cauldron.

It is hard to imagine how weak this drop of blood was before receiving Wu Tie's "selfless assistance".

The blood trembled gently, and the colorful streaming light transformed by the shattered formless divine cauldron suddenly collapsed towards the blood core.

After waves of flowing lights rotated, a white egg the size of a fist finally appeared in front of Wu Tie.

The pure white, opaque, and without any pattern, was crystal clear and fragile, and a very tender white egg was suspended in front of Wu Tie, revealing a faint sense of closeness and intimacy.

"No, I still have to learn to take care of the children." Wu Tie sighed, looked up helplessly and muttered to himself: "I owe you what I owe you. If you bring the backhand you left behind, we will not owe each other..."

"I'm not ready to practice the Demon Sutra of the Formless Bone. Actually, I... don't owe you too much."
Chapter completed!