Offer the Souls to the Cauldron

Clouds and warm mists began rising from the cauldron, as if it had a potful of steaming boiling water in it. Countless fist-sized swords, blades and spears dazzled brightly, while slowly hovering around the cauldron.

Yu Yao paused in the midair, hands covering his erect eye tightly. Earlier on, a flying sword hit him and broke his three defensive treasures and twelve powerful magic talismans in a row, then penetrated his erect eye and shredded his brain.

His thoughts were shredded as well.

He was the conqueror of a rich great world, a ruler of that world's Dao of nature, with a title of Yu. He hadn't gained a full control of that world's great Dao of nature, but he was a genuine world conqueror.