Xia Zhi was indeed right. 

The Nine Dragons Cauldron was tailored for those who cultivated the imperial way, and so only descendants of the Emperor such as Zhao Jingxuan could perfectly control it. 

Although Lin Xun coveted such a treasure and envied Zhao Jingxuan, he also knew that the treasure clashed with his own way and was not suitable for him. 

Clang!

Suddenly, Lin Xun brought out a jet-black broken blade and applied force to his palm. The blade erupted with dazzling starlight as if a fierce and malicious spirit had awakened inside it. 

Rumble—

As though provoked, the Nine Dragons Cauldron cast out images of nine dragons from its body. Each one threw its head skywards as it roared and produced a power that could shake the universe. 

The two divine weapons seemed to be competing. The cauldron and blade were attempting to oppress each other. Starlight swept the ninth floor of the Refinement Tower like a mighty sea, and dragon roars shook the tower like claps of thunder. 

Lin Xun watched the rare clash with unblinking eyes. 

Boom!

The broken blade seemed enraged...