South Mountain Magical Equipment Division (2)

Elder Dongfang was still very vengeful. Her grip on Feng Wu's hand was so strong that it hurt.

Worst of all, she led Feng Wu around South Mountain and kept walking in circles.

One moment they were on the right route, but the next moment, it was the wrong one.

Sometimes she would follow the right path, and other times, she deliberately deviated from it.

After walking for four hours, she finally led Feng Wu to a huge rock.

The rock seemed time-worn, and rain had turned the surface as smooth as a mirror.

Feng Wu heard Elder Dongfang speak a series of strange words.

The pronunciation of this language was very strange, and there was no pattern to it. Furthermore, the speech lasted for a full minute. No ordinary person would be able to remember it.

Even Feng Wu couldn't remember it.