After a few minutes, there was no sound of rolling stones. Xu Xin and the four stone statues crawled out of the small hole.
Chang Yin patted the wall again, and the originally concave hole gradually became shallow, eventually returning to its original flat state.
"Obsessive-compulsive disorder, I can't stand leaving a hole in the wall," Chang Yin explained, shrugging.
Xu Xin pointed behind them, where a few giant rolling stones had blocked the way: "Looks like we can only move forward."
"What, do you still want to go back?" Chang Yin glanced at the stones behind him and said indifferently, "If you really want to go back, I can take you. A stone can't block my way."
Xu Xin understood. Chang Yin's ability seemed to be controlling rocks. While he might not be able to stop a rolling stone, he had no problem smashing a stationary stone into pieces.
"Are there any more mechanisms ahead?" Xu Xin asked.
