"Squeak Squeak~~"
Little Gold nodded hurriedly, jumped to the side of the hall, pointed at a broken stele on the ground and transmitted with the force of its origin, "Brother Wyatt, that aura was here just now... But not long after we came in, it disappeared, as if it were lurking."
"That's strange?"
Upon hearing Little Gold's transmission, Wyatt Barnes couldn't help but be surprised and stepped over to the broken stele.
"This stele …"
Wyatt Barnes bent over in an attempt to lift the stele only to discover that the small fragment seemed to be connected with the main hall.
However, the spirit force Wyatt Barnes expressed told him this broken stele was separate from the main hall.
Wyatt Barnes took a deep breath, his muscles bulged, and he grabbed the stele with both hands.
Next.
He exerted all his strength!
Nevertheless, even with the strength of one thousand and eleven ancient colossal elephants, he was not able to budge the stele an inch.
"How heavy is this stele?"
