Whoosh! Whoosh!
The cauldron souls in the air continued to descend. They were originally as violent as wild horses, but once they went into the cauldrons, they became as docile as lambs.
Tang Hao had lost count of the number of souls he collected as he walked toward the exit.
All around him, there was only dead silence.
The people on top and below the cliff, both the supervisors and the candidates, were all dumbstruck, as if they had seen a ghost.
The scene in front of them was so shocking that it completely surpassed their understanding.
Su Zhengyu stood rooted to the spot. His mouth was wide open.
The female prodigy from Wood Cauldron Mountain also opened her mouth wide. The cauldron in her hand slipped without her knowing.
The young man from Medicine King Valley was holding two cauldrons in his hand. They slipped and hit the tip of his toes, but he did not seem to notice.
