"What's going on!"
Qian Ran and the others were shocked. They did not know what was happening.
The cauldron was shaking more and more violently. It was slowly rising as if something was lifting it up from the ground. The few of them widened their eyes and saw a black corner on the ground.
"Look, what... What is that? !"
One of them said in shock. Qian Ran looked in the direction he was pointing at. The black patterns were scattered all over the place, and they looked like mountains and rivers, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura. It gave people an invisible pressure.
Someone said uncertainly, "It seems to be a turtle shell?"
Everyone's eyes widened. The thing in front of them was different from the turtle shell they usually saw. Qian Ran could not help but cry out, "Even a ninth grade Black Iron Turtle's shell is not this thick and heavy. What the hell is it?"