As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room was shocked!
In the withered forest, everyone looked at the golden alms bowl in Chu Huaixu's hand, at the captured primordial spirit within, and their gazes all slightly focused.
Even the middle-aged scholar who usually appeared the most composed couldn't help but take a step forward.
He was about ten meters apart from Chu Huaixu, and with one step, as if shortening the space beneath his feet, he immediately arrived in front of him.
The other great cultivators did much the same, crowding around.
Those cultivation giants, accustomed to storms and waves, all had varied expressions.
Even the National Guardian of the Moon Country merely showed a hint of "arrogance," and then could not resist the "temptation," also joining in to watch the golden alms bowl.
This kind of feat could be said to have happened but once in a millennium!
Through the ages! Through the ages!
