A familiar voice rang out; it was the eerie Wushan Tong.

"He's not dead?" Chu Feng couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

The bronze cauldron of the Lord of Time floated above his head, staring grimly at the distant river of time.

In the distance, along the river of time, an eerie and ominous aura permeated the air.

A vortex spun endlessly within it, and an ominous figure slowly coalesced from within.

Its red fur was interspersed with strands of white hair, its sharp fangs had turned gold, and its two eyes, one on the left and one on the right, were remarkably different.

The left eye was crimson, filled with endless brutality, while the right eye was pure white, containing traces of the power of time.

"Hehehe—the power of time, so nourishing!" Wushan Tong looked at the Lord of Time, licking his fangs with his scarlet tongue, his eyes filled with a playful look, as if he were looking at food, filled with a sense of hunger.

"You have devoured the power of time. I wonder if you can withstand my wrath!" The Lord of Time unleashed his aura and swung the cauldron at the monstrous Wushan Child.

In an instant, the river of time surged, and towering waves, each a million meters high, shot into the sky.

Countless forces of time permeated the air, and some ancient artifacts within them exploded in the shadows. Groups of Time Guardians emerged from the riverbed, their broken bodies hurtling towards Wushan Tong.

"Hehehe—good timing!" Wushan Tong stretched out his palm, his black fingernails growing wildly, and an ominous aura swirled around his entire body.

"Peng—"

The bronze cauldron was caught steadily by the fingernail.

The air surged forth, and the river of time surged violently, seemingly showing signs of breaking apart.

"Huh? You can withstand my attack?" The Lord of Time looked surprised, his body trembled, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Hehehe—who do you think you are? This is just the beginning of your nightmare!" Wushan Tong scratched his fingernails on the bronze cauldron, and sparks of time power flew everywhere.

The next second, his mouth widened infinitely, as if he had undergone a facelift, and he bit down on the bronze cauldron.

"Click—"

With a sudden burst of strength, the dark golden fangs tore off a piece from the supreme cauldron and began to chew it.

"Holy crap—" Chu Feng's expression tightened, and he subconsciously looked at the tortoise shell.

He seriously doubted that the tortoise shell could tolerate the fangs of the Wushan boy.

"Master...Master, he...he purified it again!" The forbidden artifact spirit shrank back, its small eyes filled with fear, and its whole body trembled like a leaf!

At that moment, a shrill scream rang out from the bronze cauldron.

"Oh, my lord, save me! Save me!"

The Lord of Time reacted instantly, taking a step forward and appearing behind Wushan Tong.

He clenched his fist, imbued with the power of time, and pounded it down hard.

"puff-"

Wushan Tong staggered, and the bronze fragments in his mouth gushed out.

"Pooh!"

He slowly rose from the river of time, wiping the crumbs from his mouth with his right fingernail, his cruel eyes filled with extreme savagery, and pounced on the Lord of Time.

Taking advantage of this opening, the bronze cauldron quickly escaped!

"Master, when two tigers fight, one will surely be injured! Let's run for our lives!" The forbidden artifact spirit seemed to have found a glimmer of hope for survival, and a hint of surprise flashed in its eyes.

"Don't panic!" Chu Feng said calmly, his gaze fixed on the distant bronze cauldron, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Ah? Big...Big Brother! We'd better run away quickly! This chance won't come again!" Wang Mang's mind was filled with anxiety. He seemed to understand something, but at this critical moment, saving his own life was the most important thing.

Chu Feng watched the two figures fighting on the River of Time, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "If we escape now, how long will it take to reach the end of the River of Time?"

"I don't know, but according to common sense, it should be around January!" The forbidden artifact spirit was also helpless. His speed was his biggest drawback and his weakness.

"A month! And that's still an unknown amount of time! I'm afraid they won't give us that time!" Chu Feng pursed his lips, having already made up his mind.

The monstrous Wushan Child is an enemy, and so is the Lord of Time.

Although the two are currently locked in a fierce battle, there is no first place in literature, but there is no second place in martial arts, and the two are destined to have a winner.

Although Wushan Tong is currently at a disadvantage, he is becoming more and more courageous as the battle progresses, while the Lord of Time is just using the same few moves over and over again.

However, regardless of who wins, it will be a certain death situation for Chu Feng.

But he saw a way to break the deadlock in the bronze cauldron.

This thing is exceptionally powerful. Even the Xuanwu shell can only withstand nine blows at most. If it is cleansed and purified by it, its divine power will undergo a qualitative leap, and it may even be able to influence the course of the battle.

"Let's do it! Let's go find the bronze cauldron!" After a brief internal assessment, Chu Feng decided to take the risk.

"Ah? Master... Master, that guy's foundation is indeed very strong, but as the forbidden artifact of the Lord of Time, he must know your past. He's not easy to fool! Moreover..." The forbidden artifact spirit spoke up to advise, with a deeper meaning in its words.

There are many forbidden artifacts in the myriad realms, and most of them are utterly loyal!

Although they all have their own ideas, the vast majority are loyal and devoted. Even if they want to advance, they rarely betray their masters for personal gain like Xuanwu Ke!

"If I didn't do this, what other options did you have? Damn it! Do you think I wanted to?" Chu Feng glanced at the two guys, feeling quite resentful. "And let me tell you, I'm not doing this for myself, I'm taking this risk for you!!"

Forbidden Artifact Spirit: "..."

Wang Mang: "......"

The two guys were speechless. They were clearly on the same pirate ship, so why was Chu Feng risking his life to rescue them? But it didn't matter anymore. As underlings, if they couldn't endure a little more grievance when they were already useless, then their days were numbered.

The Xuanwu shell carried Chu Feng and Wang Mang along the river of time, carefully heading towards the bronze cauldron.

The ripples from the great battle between the Lord of Time and Wushan Tong spread throughout the river of time.

An immense killing power resonated within it; its residual force alone could shatter everything.

One by one, the guardians of time pounced on Wushan Tong like wolves, but they were all devoured by him like snacks.

The bronze cauldron below absorbs the power of time from the river of time, constantly restoring its body.

The injured area slowly healed, and a faint Daoist aura permeated the air.

His master was fighting that guy above, and he was extremely anxious. As a loyal being, not being able to help his master was worse than death to him.

An endless surge of time power washed over the bronze cauldron, completely restoring its injured body.

Just as he was about to join the battle, Xuanwu Shell silently walked up behind him.

"Hey bro, want to improve?"