Hearing Old Du's request, Sarje handed his staff over.

"Sarje's staff is filled with the soft element. I plan to stabilize the ground after we melt it, preventing it from turning solid again," explained Old Du.

"What? Old Du, that's a weapon I inherited from my grandpa. You can't break it!" Sarje objected and tried to snatch his staff back.

"Do us a favor. I'll make you an even better weapon after this," I requested.

Seeing that even I was requesting the weapon, Sarje gave up and reluctantly let Old Du take his weapon. Old Du raised the temperature of the floor again. The same liquid form appeared, and Old Du hurriedly stabbed the staff into the melted floor.

Standing beside him, Sarje gritted his teeth in anguish. This time, Old Du's gamble was a success. The soft element played a crucial role in preventing the melted floor from turning solid again. Zhang Bao'er, who was watching attentively, saw hope and rushed forward to give Old Du a...