The Primordial Black Hole had no sky, no earth, no sun or moon—only space, endless and immeasurable space.
Whether the abruptly appearing crimson land was truly a Primordial Age ruin, no one could say for certain. They didn't even know if it was truly a space.
The atmosphere, already tense, grew even more strained and oppressive with the appearance of the Crimson Blood Cauldron.
No one spoke. Everyone stood suspended in the air, holding their magical treasures, guarding and watching with extreme caution, holding their breath. Their gazes shifted from the Crimson Blood Cauldron to Gu Qingfeng, then finally settled on Changfeng Great Emperor.
In their hearts, they all understood clearly: if they wanted to snatch this Crimson Blood Cauldron from Gu Qingfeng's grasp, Changfeng Great Emperor was their only hope.
If Changfeng Great Emperor did not declare his stance, no one dared make a reckless move.
Everyone was waiting.
While waiting, many also noticed that Gu Qingfeng seemed to be enveloped by numerous Divine Senses. Who the owners of these senses were, where they had come from, and why they were focusing on Gu Qingfeng—again, no one knew.
In the eyes of many, this might not be a bad thing. On the contrary, it could very well be advantageous for them.
These individuals were either Ancestral Patriarchs of the Great Wilderness's major powers or of the Grotto Heavens and Blessed Lands. Naturally, they all knew that in this current era, across the heavens and the earth, whether it be the Nine Heavens or the Nine Netherworlds, the Holy Lands or the Forbidden Lands, the Ancient Ruins or the Return to Ruin, many unfathomably powerful experts—just like them—coveted the Original Sin upon Gu Qingfeng's person.
Now, with so many Divine Senses suddenly appearing to lock onto Gu Qingfeng, most believed that nine times out of ten, they were targeting the Original Sin on him.
Thinking of this, the Ancestral Patriarchs of Violet Mist Immortal Realm, Ascension Immortal Realm, and even Loulan Blessed Land couldn't help but feel a secret thrill. If these dozens of Divine Senses were indeed targeting the Original Sin on Gu Qingfeng, then these major power Ancestral Patriarchs could obviously benefit as well.
In the distance, the Black Pig Monster King looked left and right, slowly inching backward, putting more and more distance between himself and Gu Qingfeng. Forget that his character wasn't great to begin with; even if he wanted to help, facing the dozens of Divine Senses enveloping Gu Qingfeng, the Black Pig Monster King was powerless. The only thing he could do now was stay far away from Gu Qingfeng, the farther the better, and prioritize preserving his own life.
Within the scene, Gu Qingfeng had remained standing in the air from beginning to end. His snow-white robes appeared somewhat ashen in this crimson-hued, dim place. His three thousand ink-black strands of hair danced slightly amidst the blood mist.
His face, ordinary and unremarkable, was slightly pale. His expression seemed heavy. He furrowed his brows, narrowed his eyes, and stared intently at the Crimson Blood Cauldron.
Then he closed his eyes, as if sensing something. He took a deep breath, reopened his eyes, glanced up at the sky, said nothing, then swept his gaze over the crowd present. For no apparent reason, he smiled—a smile tinged with amusement.
"This cauldron doesn't look ordinary. Does anyone want it?"
No one expected Gu Qingfeng to suddenly ask such a strange question at this moment.
The Ancestral Patriarchs of Violet Mist Immortal Realm, Ascension Immortal Realm, Loulan Blessed Land, and others looked at each other, none daring to respond.
The Crimson Blood Cauldron was indeed not ordinary.
It was, in fact, extremely, extremely extraordinary.
Although the Crimson Blood Cauldron appeared very sinister, that wasn't a major issue—at least, not for the major powers of the Great Wilderness or the Grotto Heavens and Blessed Lands. Looking at those great Dao innate treasures, which one wasn't sinister?
After all, whether something was sinister or not was a very subjective matter. As long as the person refining the treasure wasn't sinister, it was fine.
Everyone wanted to obtain the Crimson Blood Cauldron.
No one didn't want it.
The problem was, who dared to take it?
Thus, everyone once again turned their gazes toward Changfeng Great Emperor, hoping he would step forward to uphold justice in this matter.
Yet Changfeng Great Emperor remained completely motionless. His attention was focused more on the dozens of Divine Senses enveloping Gu Qingfeng. He didn't seem particularly interested in the Crimson Blood Cauldron.
"Gu Changfeng, Changfeng Great Emperor..." Gu Qingfeng asked with a smile, "What about you? Are you interested? Given the battle we fought back then, if you're interested in this cauldron, I'll yield it to you today."
"You Di, you look down on me, Gu, too much!" Changfeng Great Emperor declared with imposing dignity. "If I, Gu Changfeng, wanted this cauldron, why would I need you to yield it!"
"Hahaha! Worthy of being the Immortal Dao Great Emperor Gu Changfeng! Truly unyielding!" Gu Qingfeng said with a laugh. "So, you're saying you want to compete with me, to fight over this cauldron?"
Changfeng Great Emperor shook his head. "Although I don't know what this cauldron is, I can see it is extremely sinister. Its bloodsha aura is rarely seen even in ancient times. I, Gu, admit that I cannot suppress or subdue this cauldron."
Having said that, Changfeng Great Emperor addressed the others present. "At the same time, I also advise you all: do not let momentary greed lead to lifelong regret. This cauldron is no ordinary object. It surpasses imagination. It is not something people like us can suppress."
Changfeng Great Emperor's meaning was already clear. He had declared his stance: he did not intend to fight for it, and he advised others not to either.
This greatly disappointed those who had been hoping Changfeng Great Emperor would step forward to uphold justice—they were utterly dismayed.
They weren't unaware that the Crimson Blood Cauldron was extremely sinister. They could all sense its terrifying bloodsha aura.
Setting aside whether they could suppress it or not, even if they couldn't, they could seize it first and then notify others. So many powerful experts had come to the Great Wilderness this time. If everyone joined forces, suppressing this Crimson Blood Cauldron would definitely not be difficult.
The current problem wasn't whether the Crimson Blood Cauldron could be suppressed, but You Di Gu Qingfeng.
If they couldn't erase him, just suppressing him would suffice.
What no one expected was that Changfeng Great Emperor had given up without even making a move.
Was this still the Changfeng Great Emperor who had shaken the Great Wilderness in the Ancient Era?
Was this still the Changfeng Great Emperor who had once battled You Di fiercely, fighting all the way from the Nine Heavens to the Nine Netherworlds?
Soon, the Ancestral Patriarchs of Violet Mist Immortal Realm, Ascension Immortal Realm, and Loulan Blessed Land began sending secret voice transmissions, urging Changfeng Great Emperor.
However, Changfeng Great Emperor turned a deaf ear, as if he hadn't heard at all, not even bothering to acknowledge them.
He truly wanted to have a satisfying, all-out fight with Gu Qingfeng. But if it were to compete for some treasure, he absolutely would not make a move. That would be an insult to both him and Gu Qingfeng.
Most importantly, he personally held no favorable opinion of the so-called major powers of the Great Wilderness or the Grotto Heavens and Blessed Lands. Having spent so many years in the Nine Heavens, he understood all too well the character of the Ancestral Patriarchs from these factions. They were all individuals who wouldn't stir without benefit, putting on one face in public and another in private, capable of doing anything for profit.