There Is No Savior

The next day, somewhere nearby the bronze cauldron in the Land of Heritage. 

The surrounding area had already been cleared. The newly started Institute of the Heavenly Edict was forced to relocate on its first day of class. 

Although it was already the next day, there were still quite a number of people looking at the enormous bronze cauldron from afar, discussing it spiritedly.　

It was covered with Yin Energy all over, just like the bronze vessels used for funerals. At sunrise, this originally simple, unadorned and awe-inspiring vessel became a source of terror.

In one of the groups that was looking from a distance on a certain rooftop, a person suddenly clasped his head with his hands while observing the view, as if experiencing a headache. 

The people around him glanced at him involuntarily. A moment later, they all moved aside.

Between the person's eyebrows had appeared the same red line!