Wei Yuan circled a weathered stone platform several times but couldn't find a single shadow, calculating that there wouldn't be any shadows here for the next few hours.
He looked up at the stone platform, whose weathering marks were very obvious, and punched it.
To his surprise, there was a buzzing sound, and the entire stone platform vibrated at a strange frequency, bouncing back all the force Wei Yuan had punched into it, doubled.
Wei Yuan felt a sharp pain in his hand, and to his shock, a bone had cracked!
At this moment, the strength of Wei Yuan's Magic Body was extraordinary; bending steel as if it were soft clay. Any object without Spiritual Power was like flour in his hands. But in this Great Wilderness Realm, even when he casually smashed a seemingly ordinary stone, he couldn't even chip a bit off it? This went against the Heavenly Dao.
Wei Yuan was not convinced.
