The entire Alchemy Plaza was silent.
Wu Qishui looked at the White Jade Stele that showed no reaction at all, with a face as if he had swallowed excrement.
He quickly withdrew his hand from the White Jade Stele, then pressed it back on again.
But the White Jade Stele still showed no reaction whatsoever.
Wu Qishui repeatedly withdrew his palm and pressed it back on.
After trying ten times like this, he couldn't help but shake his head. He was an alchemy genius! Wu Zhiming personally said so, and he had just been enveloped by purple light.
How could the White Jade Stele have no reaction?
This was absolutely impossible!
Wu Tianfu's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, as he fixed his gaze on a Wu Family disciple and said, "You try pressing your palm on it."
That Wu Family disciple was a Level Three Alchemist, so naturally, he dared not disobey Wu Tianfu's order.
As soon as his palm touched the White Jade Stele, it immediately emitted an orange light.
