No matter what powerful things they might encounter, Gu Shi Yi just wanted to give it a try. He couldn't just die of boredom here, right?
What a suffocating way to die!
Thinking of this, Gu Shi Yi swung his fist again, took a glance at the back of his still bleeding hand, retrieved some elixirs to stop the bleeding, and then punched again,
"Bang bang bang..."
Gu Shi Yi struck sixteen punches in a row on the palm-sized patch of runes shimmering with metallic luster. The silver light balls scurrying around with little tails were finally dispersed by Gu Shi Yi's brute force. The palm-sized rock wall flickered a few times before quietly dimming,
"Eh..."
Gu Shi Yi was a bit surprised. There wasn't the earth-shattering, ground-shaking effect he imagined; instead, it was eerily quiet. Gu Shi Yi turned his head and glanced at Wang Yue and the old horse, whose little eyes were round and wide,
"Uh... what's happened? Did it open?"
