The mist was thick, and the lights were dim.
In the depths of this smoke-filled manor, a solitary gray round building stood.
There were no windows around, the rough cent walls sealing off the interior thoroughly.
The iron door was tightly shut, engraved with intricate patterns of a giant tree, the branches spiraling like a totem symbol.
The entire motif exuded an ancient and majestic aura, making one stop and gaze, filled with awe and speculation about the space behind the door.
It seed as if stepping inside, one would enter a completely different mysterious world.
At this mont, more than twenty people had gathered here, all treasure hunters who had fought their way into the manor.
The crowd surrounded the iron door, eagerly trying various thods to break through this obstacle.
Soone reached out and pushed the door with all their might, but the heavy iron door did not move an inch.
Soone squatted down, squinting into the door’s gap, trying to peek at the scene behind the door, but only saw pitch darkness.
Others rummaged through their backpacks for lock-picking tools, inserting them into the keyhole, and fiddled with intense concentration.
However, the lock was evidently intricate and complex, remaining completely unresponsive despite their efforts.
"How do we get in?!"
Anxiety filled everyone’s faces.
According to the mysterious man’s intelligence, the Golden Benba Bottle should be hidden in the underground vault inside this building.
But now this iron door had beco an insurmountable barrier between them and the treasure.
"Step aside, let us handle it!"
At this mont, a rough voice suddenly broke the stalemate.
Following the voice, everyone saw two burly n striding forward, none other than the Black River Heroes.
They had their chests bare, with bronzed skin and bulging muscles, looking like two angry Vajras.
Coming before the iron door, they wasted no words, simultaneously swinging their fist-like fists, and struck the iron door with all their might.
"Bang!"
The first punch landed, the impact echoed loudly, as if to punch a hole right through the iron door.
Followed by the second punch, third punch...
Each punch carried trendous force, and shallow imprints even appeared on the iron door.
However, that was all there was to it.
No matter how the Black River Heroes exerted themselves with brute force and ferocious attacks, the iron door remained unmoved, standing firmly in place.
At most, it trembled a few tis symbolically.
These trembles, however, seed more like a contemptuous gesture, showcasing its incredible sturdiness and weight.
The faces of the Black River Heroes turned red, their chests heaved heavily as they gasped for breath.
Looking at the door still holding its ground, their eyes were full of defeat.
Others looked at each other, also showing helplessness and unwillingness.
Ti was passing second by second.
Everyone grew increasingly anxious, all knowing that the more they were blocked here, the more competitors would arrive, and the chances of seizing the treasure would diminish.
Surveying the entire structure, the thick walls appeared stern and majestic under the misty lights, emanating an air of unassailable solidity.
This was literally a fortress.
So even speculated privately, could it perhaps withstand a missile attack?
No wonder the Lu Family was so confident, assuredly hiding the Golden Benba Bottle here.
Fang Cheng glanced at Nail Head.
Seeing him with his arms crossed, leaning against a nearby stone pillar, with a look of amusent on his face.
As if neither the tightly closed iron door nor everyone’s anxiety was any of his concern.
anwhile, others around were just staring, seemingly having no feasible solution.
Fang Cheng contemplated secretly, whether it was ti for him to act.
Perhaps using the Kirin Arm’s charging attack could break through this reinforced barrier.
Just then, with the sound of noisy footsteps coming closer, another group of treasure hunters hurriedly arrived.
Among the crowd, the mysterious man, who appeared once in the Secret Realm with an unremarkable appearance, was particularly eye-catching.
And another middle-aged man followed closely behind him.
Seeing the people blocked outside by the iron door in an awkward situation, the newcors couldn’t help but pause briefly.
They exchanged quick glances, also integrating into the current scene, examining this seemingly indestructible fortress.
"Professor, shall I give it a try?"
Li Dingjian ntally murmured through the Spiritual Link, with a hint of eager enthusiasm in his tone.
"Don’t rush, the ti isn’t right yet."
The Professor’s calm thought transmission arrived, rejecting the proposal: "Wait until more participants join in the treasure hunt, then it would be more suitable to act."
Li Dingjian nodded slightly upon hearing this, temporarily suppressing his thoughts, patiently waiting for the best opportunity.
He had full confidence in his "Perception Pulse" ability.
This ability was like a precise detector, capable of keenly sensing the internal structure of electronic and chanical devices and exploring subtle changes within.
If augnted by the Professor’s powerful Spiritual Energy, it would be like installing a super engine in this detector.
Even complex and intricate electronic surveillance equipnt could be easily deciphered and broken.
What was a re lock in comparison?
As the two communicated with each other through their consciousness.
Standing at the edge of the crowd, Fang Cheng also discreetly observed their actions with the corner of his eye.
At this ti, Lord Bao suddenly spoke:
"Forget it, Ah San, you handle it!"
Black Wolf, upon hearing this, showed doubt, turned his head and asked softly:
"Isn’t Ah San skilled in Bone Shrinking Skill; how co, he is good at unlocking too?"
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