"Old dog Lu Yan, this cauldron is not bad. Since you brought it out to honor me, I will accept it!"
Mo Wentian looked at Lu Yan not far away and said with a slight grin.
The next moment, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and directly erased the mark of the soul left by Lu Yan on the Demon Saint Cauldron.
"No, Demon Saint Cauldron!"
Feeling the abnormal connection between his body and the Demon Saint Cauldron, Lu Yan said with a cold light in his eyes.
"Mo Wentian, this is my king's Demonic Cauldron!"
"You can't take it away, this is the inheritance of my demon clan!"
Lu Yan felt that the connection in his body disappeared, and his expression changed instantly. There was even a bit of sincerity in his eyes when he looked at Mo Wentian.
"Demon Holy Cauldron: Take it!"
Mo Wentian didn't even look at Lu Yan, and shouted coldly. He saw the hundred-foot-sized Demon Saint Cauldron in the void rapidly shrinking, and finally shrank to the size of a palm, and fell quietly into Mo Wentian's hand.
"The defensive power of this cauldron is indeed pretty good!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Demon Saint Cauldron in his hand, nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.
"Boy, give me back my Demonic Cauldron!"
At some point, Lu Yan stood up and came to Mo Wentian. He looked at Mo Wentian and said coldly.
Lu Yan was already in great pain when Mo Wentian took away the Demonic Sword.
He originally suffered a loss from Tianhu because of Tianhu's refusal to obey. He really hated Mo Wentian and Tianhu. He didn't want to tell Mo Wentian and Tianhu's whereabouts.
But now Mo Wentian wants to take away his Demon Saint Cauldron. This is the Demon Saint Cauldron, a peak-level defensive artifact!
This is an artifact that has been passed down by the demon clan for tens of thousands of years. The attack power of this artifact is not very strong, but its defensive power is very amazing.
With this Demon Saint Cauldron in hand, coupled with his own late-stage Heavenly King cultivation, even if he faced the peak of the Heavenly King, he would not be able to seriously injure him.
But when he met the evildoer Mo Wentian, he happened to know this magical power that wiped out the power of the soul.
In front of Mo Wentian, his Demonic Saint Cauldron had no effect at all.
"Back to you?"
"You haven't returned the person I want to you. Do you want me to return this cauldron to you?"
"Old bastard, you are so kind!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth with a sarcastic arc, and looked at Lu Yan with disdain in his eyes.
"I will return your woman to you, but you must also return my Demon Saint Cauldron to me!"
A cold glint flashed in Lu Yan's eyes, and then he said coldly as if he had made up his mind.
The Demon Saint Cauldron, as long as it was not encountered by someone like Mo Wentian who could erase the power of the soul, it would be a life-saving artifact for Lu Yan.
As soon as Lu Yan said these words, the crowd thousands of feet away instantly exploded.
"Did Lord Demon King really agree to Mo Wentian?"
"Promise to exchange Mo Wentian's woman for the Demon Saint Cauldron?"
"Don't the Demon King love those pampered beauties the most? Why did the Demon King not agree when Mo Wentian offered those beauties in exchange for Mo Wentian's woman? But now for the Demon Saint Cauldron, Lord Demon King actually took the initiative to seek peace with Mo Wentian?"
"It is said that the Demonic Saint Cauldron is a life-saving artifact!"
"You mean that Lord Demon King is doing this for his own life? If this is really the case, Lord Demon King's city is too deep!"
"He can abandon the women he values the most in the face of his own life, let alone us!"
…
The demon disciple couldn't help but shake his head, with a lonely look on his face.
"OK!"
"I will give you five breaths. Within five breaths, if you hand over Tianhu, I will consider returning this Demonic Saint Cauldron to you!"
Looking at Lu Yan in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold light, and his voice was even colder.
"Give me the cauldron first, and then I'll bring your woman!"
Lu Yan's eyes flashed and he said coldly.
"I don't want to talk nonsense to you!"
"If you don't hand over Tianhu, I have many ways to find it, but since I have already said this, I will naturally not break my promise!"
"Go, take a breath!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
After these few rounds of fighting, Mo Wentian already had some understanding of Lu Yan.
If he had agreed to Lu Yan's conditions first, it would have been impossible for him to send Tianhu to him honestly according to Lu Yan's shameless character.
"Boy, you..."
Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian, who was breathing coldly and proudly, and a surge of anger instantly rose in his heart.
But for the sake of the Demonic Saint Cauldron, he could only endure it at this moment and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, Lu Yan's figure disappeared directly from the spot.
"Boy, wait until I get the Demon Saint Cauldron and see how I kill you!"
In a small courtyard, Lu Yan's figure appeared, with a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.
But the next moment, looking at the ice sculpture in front of him, the murderous intention in Lu Yan's eyes became more and more terrifying. If it weren't for the fact that the ice sculpture couldn't be broken open, Lu Yan would have wanted to kill Tianhu.
Suddenly, thinking of the prescribed time for five breaths, Lu Yan did not hesitate at all, took the ice sculpture with him, and disappeared into the small courtyard in a flash.
When he reappeared, he was already not far from Mo Wentian.
"Five breaths, just the right time!"
When Mo Wentian saw Lu Yan arriving, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said indifferently.
"Boy, I have brought the person you want!"
"Can you give me my Demonic Saint Cauldron?"
Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice with a cold glint in his eyes.
"I haven't even seen the person I want, yet you ask me if I want the Demon Saint Cauldron?"
Mo Wentian glanced around Lu Yan, but didn't see the figure he was expecting. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted coldly.
"I will certainly not break my promise to you!"
"This is your woman, take it!"
Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian's cold expression and knew that if he didn't hand over Tianhu, Mo Wentian would not be able to give him the Demon Saint Cauldron.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, an ice sculpture fell towards Mo Wentian.
"Tianhu?"
Looking at the ice sculpture coming towards him, a familiar feeling came from the ice sculpture.
Subconsciously, he reached out and directly took the ice sculpture into his arms.
"Tianhu, it's really you!"
Looking closely at the ice sculpture in his arms, the looming figure of Tianhu appeared in front of Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian called out softly.
"Boy, I have already given you the person you want. It is time for you to return the Demon Saint Cauldron to me!"
Lu Yan watched Mo Wentian take the ice sculpture, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.