Chapter 124: The Mystery behind the mountain.
It was but an ordinary stick, one someone might find anywhere in a forest, unremarkable in every way.
Under their unanimous gaze, He then placed his finger at one end of the stick, pressing down lightly.
"Think of the pressure we just felt as my finger resting here." He began to move his finger slowly along the stick's length, and as he moved, he gradually applied more pressure with each passing inch.
The stick held at first, then began to creak softly, then developed tiny cracks and splinters along its surface as the pressure increased. Finally, with a sharp snap that made more than one person jump, the stick broke cleanly in two, the pieces falling to the ground at his feet.
