Chang Hao followed the instructions and brought over the fiery cauldron.
Of course, he didn't carry it himself.
The cauldron mentioned by the elder was about the size of three people embracing it, crafted from bronze, and quite heavy.
Inside, flames roared intensely, and they had been burning so long that the edges emitted a faint red hue.
If touched lightly, it would undoubtedly burn off a layer of skin at the very least.
Chang Hao gently raised his hand, and a shiny black light slipped from his sleeve, expanding with the wind and promptly transforming into the form of a warrior.
The warrior stood about two meters tall. Although not as tall as a Star Official, he appeared even more robust overall.
A wide black sparrow-winged robe enveloped his entire body. With a crown on his head, his features seemed to be carved from the same mold as Chang Hao's.
At a casual glance, he was nearly indistinguishable from a real person.
This was his ability as a masterful puppet creator.
