Leveling Sea God Island

Sea Dragon Douluo's body convulsed violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His bloodshot eyes were filled with pain and unwillingness.

Scalding molten iron ran across his chest, leaving behind grotesque scorch marks.

His already bleeding wounds were now completely covered by molten iron. The intense pain nearly made Sea Dragon Douluo pass out.

"Qian Daoliu... even as a ghost... I won't let you off..."

A ragged roar escaped Sea Dragon Douluo's throat.

"Pour it slower. Let them savor this pain, and let everyone below see clearly what happens when they offend Spirit Hall!"

Qian Daoliu looked coldly at everything below, as though the brutal torture before him was nothing more than an irrelevant performance.

Ladle after ladle of molten iron was poured over Seahorse Douluo and Sea Dragon Douluo.

Their screams gradually weakened, and their bodies twitched less and less.

Seahorse Douluo's consciousness began to blur, yet he still clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to utter a single plea for mercy.

"High Priest... forgive us... we failed to... complete your mission..."

Sea Dragon Douluo was no better off. More than half of his body had been covered by molten iron, and the excruciating pain had nearly robbed him of all sensation.

"Qian Daoliu... you... will die horribly..."

Using what little strength he had left, Sea Dragon Douluo cursed Qian Daoliu in broken intervals.

No one knew how long it took, but the molten iron in the bronze furnace finally ran dry.

Seahorse Douluo and Sea Dragon Douluo had long since fallen silent. Their bodies were completely encased in scalding molten iron, forming thick iron shells.

The iron shells gradually cooled in the air, changing from a dazzling orange-red to a dull bluish-black, forever freezing the two men in their final poses.

Seahorse Douluo still held his head