Below the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler stood an old man and a young boy; the old man had white eyebrows and beard but no wrinkles on his face, looking as if he possessed the vitality of youth.
The young boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying the unique innocence and boldness of youth, brimming with potential.
Their clothing was full of ancient charm, predominantly black and red in color.
The one blocking the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler was precisely the old man's palm.
His hand was thin and boney, yet when the enormous Black Iron column pressed down, it couldn't budge his palm in the slightest!
Suddenly, Chen Shi's voice rang out: "Trying to leave? Can you really escape?"
On the mountain peak where Wang the Spiritual Official's Fire Mansion was located, thunderous tides surged suddenly, with a crack, lightning burst forth, striking towards them!
