"Sect Leader Zhang, thank you for telling me the secret of Foundation Establishment. Come, let me take you to receive our Dan Ding Sect's inheritance," Ding Tao said gratefully.
However, upon closer inspection, his eyes hid a lot of deceit.
The faces of many Dan Ding Sect disciples also showed an odd expression.
Clearly, there was something special about it.
The inheritance of the Dan Ding Sect was probably not so simple, not easy to accept.
Soon, Ding Tao led Zhang Bin to a special grand hall.
This hall was magnificent, ancient, exuding a historical atmosphere.
The murals were also peculiar, with many cauldrons, many cultivators.
All the cultivators were strong and fierce, with an extraordinary aura.
In the center of the hall was placed a cauldron.
This cauldron was truly gigantic, like a mountain.
Its thickness reached an astonishing degree, no less than fifty meters.
Emitting an indestructible, unbreakably thick aura.
