This cauldron has a soft luster, it is very exquisite, and it has appeared, moreover, so strangely.
It has now shrunk, only an inch high, very small, and if not noticed, it might be overlooked, snow-white and crystalline, as if carved from Immortal Bone.
It is definitely the one from before!
Although its size has reduced, Shi Hao won't mistake it; it should be that cauldron, lost back in the day, today brought back by a bird.
"Where do you think you're going!" The golden lion was the first to jump up, soaring into the sky, opening its massive mouth, swallowing all the clouds in the sky.
It wanted to swallow that palm-sized Five-colored Sparrow in one gulp, utterly infuriated, the greatest shame of its life was having bird droppings left on its nose.
But, it's already too late, that Five-colored Sparrow glittered brilliantly and flew too fast, disappearing as it soared into the sky.
The afterimages trailed off, and it vanished into the endless horizon, just leaving like that.
