Li Hao walked towards the stone platform with determined steps.
No matter how strong the pressure was, it could not stop Li Hao's footsteps.
Soon, Li Hao arrived in front of the stone platform, but the pressure on Li Hao had become extremely terrifying. Even the sweat on Li Hao's forehead flowed.
Li Hao took a closer look and saw that there was a sunken palm print on the stone platform. It was just enough to lower his palm.
"Phew!" Li Hao exhaled heavily and held his breath.
Then, Li Hao placed his palm on the palm print.
In the next moment, when Li Hao placed his palm in the palm print, Li Hao was shocked again.
Boom!
A huge soul power seemed to erupt from the stone platform at this moment and surged into Li Hao's body through his palm.
Roar!
Roar!
At this moment, it was as if several dragons were opening their mouths to bite Li Hao, wanting to devour him.
This was the power of the soul.
