The Nine Cauldrons

“All life forms in the world have its zenith and nadir. All life forms have an origin and end. When an old man dies, a baby is born.”

With his eyes closed, Teng Qingshan sat quietly under the tree.

So many thoughts crossed his mind…

At this moment, the things within the Niwan Palace started changing. Both the black deadly liquid, which had the density of liquid mercury, as well as the white lively liquid, which appeared like morning dew, started producing streams of air. The black streams of air and the white streams of air started twisting around each other. Soon, a greyish color could be seen within the Niwan Palace…