Inside the Black Wind Cave, the air drifted with a soul-stirring, intoxicating blend of vinegar, oil, and the scent of dragon marrow.
Old Demon Xiong Pi... the illustrious Tier 5 boss of the western part of the Shiwan Great Mountains, a Spirit Severing heavyweight whose mere stamp could make the mountain ranges tremble...
Right now, he was squatting beside the bubbling, cracked Chaos Cauldron. His massive body was curled into a mountain of flesh, and his two millstone-sized, crimson bear eyes stared wide like bronze bells, fixed unblinkingly on the small puddle of purplish-gold thick paste rolling inside the cauldron. Drool was hammering down into the stone basin like a waterfall, actually corroding it into a small pool!
Chapter 569