Bronze Cauldron Shatters, Everyone Goes to Hell!

Han Nuan used her flying ability to swiftly circle the massive Bronze Cauldron. Then, coordinating with Song Yang's powers, she froze layer upon layer of frost over its upper portion. The flames Ye Lei had released beforehand raised the temperature of the entire cauldron, and then they abruptly dropped it again. No matter how hard the metal was, it could not withstand such abuse.

Just as the Second Elder inside the massive Bronze Cauldron stepped forward and tried to tap it with his hand, the moment one finger touched it, his entire body fell stiffly to the ground. It took several seconds before he recovered.

Even without touching it, the others understood from his reaction. Tie Wang's Bronze Cauldron could indeed block Soul Skill attacks, but it conducted electricity. Even if they hid inside, touching it just once would leave them thoroughly electrocuted.

"Have you noticed? The temperature in here keeps switching between cold and hot?"

The Fifth Elder no longer knew where she could stand. Move a little to the left, and waves of heat surged upward. Shift one step to the right, and the cold pierced to the bone. Even flying upward produced the same result.

Once she said that, the others felt it too. One side was hot, the other cold—there was nowhere inside where they could stand comfortably.

Tie Wang felt the pressure mounting. Although his Eighth Soul Ring had reached the ninety-thousand-year limit, that did not mean he could endure the combined assault of seven Soul Douluos at once. By his estimate, he could maintain his Eighth Soul Skill for another two minutes at most, perhaps even less.

"Stop babbling over there! I'm almost out of Soul Power!"

Only upon hearing Tie Wang's voice did the Second Elder and the others realize that if Tie