Chapter 232: Thanks for the Cauldron!

Max Scarfield's expression changed. So did the faces of the Palace Masters and sect masters from Central State. "You intend to break the oath you swore back then?!" Max Scarfield stared at the Vyrth Tribe Chief, his voice low and heavy. The Vyrth Tribe Chief's gaze turned icy. "An oath won't win back good land. The Central State World is mine. I'm taking it." As if answering him, the Ten-Foot Immortal Cauldron flew above his head and gave a light shudder. In the next instant, the Void itself...