Inside the wooden platform, a weak light suddenly illuminated, falling upon the slab.
However, the once indestructible prohibition now fell upon the slab without causing any ripple.
"Indeed."
There was not a trace of surprise in Wang Ba's eyes.
Preserving the prohibition till now was already a remarkable feat, but to easily destroy the slab as it was many years ago was no longer possible.
Wang Ba simply raised his hand and grasped the slab.
Sure enough, this slab was clearly different from the others. Although its spiritual energy had greatly diminished, it still faintly emitted a spiritual light.
This gave Wang Ba a slight thrill.
He immediately extended his Spiritual Sense into it.
Swoosh—
An image of a figure with an iron face, whiskered and bearded, a leopard head and rings around the eyes, holding a sword in one hand and a whip in the other, suddenly appeared in Wang Ba's mind.
The figure exuded a fierce aura, expressionless.
