The group prepared to set out and leave the area.
Wang Xiu's gaze suddenly fell on the gigantic stone walls. These stone walls, once the vessels for the God and Demon Murals, were massive and had existed for endless eons. Now that the murals had vanished and the spiritual energy within had dissipated, the walls seemed to have lost all their divinity. They were dusty, lacking any luster, cracked, and fragmented, with bits of rock constantly crumbling away—indistinguishable from ordinary mountain stones.
However, in Wang Xiu's perception, the material of these rocks was special and quite unusual.
I should take them back for research; they might have other uses... Wang Xiu stepped forward. The Dragon Scales hanging at his chest began to glow, and with a twist of the void, he instantly collected the entire stone forest.
