Walking Into a Trap or Closing the Door to Thrash the Dog

"Yi, you've broken through to Seven Cauldrons?" Ling Han asked.

"Of course! Do you think I've been playing around for the past month?" the large black dog said smugly.

Seven Cauldrons, this was enough to be ranked in the top 100 on the Galaxy Network, so they certainly had the right to be arrogant.

Ling Han smiled and said, "No matter how hard you try, you'll at least have to charge up to the Nine Cauldrons."

The large black dog bared his teeth. This was really easier said than done. Though he had reached Seven Cauldrons, it was also because of this that he knew how difficult it was to take another step further. Eight Cauldrons was already difficult enough, so what of Nine Cauldrons?

Of course, though it was difficult, it definitely still had to break through. At least, it had to reach the level of Nine Cauldrons, and only then would it have the possibility of becoming a Saint in future.