Shen Tingyu understood her ancestor's intentions. Her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Chenfeng, who had walked up to the giant stone, yet she wasn't sure what she was thinking inside?
After Ye Chenfeng reached the giant stone, he looked at the two palm-shaped grooves on the stone and slowly pressed his hands into the grooves.
Once his palms were pressed into the grooves, he felt a warmth spreading in his palms, but beyond that, there were no other special sensations.
Ye Chenfeng knew that the stone was not what it seemed, so he remained vigilant, his nerves constantly tense as he kept his eyes fixed on the gigantic stone before him.
Suddenly.
Ye Chenfeng's eyebrows furrowed sharply. He felt a sudden gust of strength appear on his palms.
