Dragon Elephant, Dragon Elephant!

"Elder Xing!"

Seeing Xing Xinyang walking up from below, Zeng Shaoyu called out softly.

Saint Yan Sect arranged two elders in the Mountain Sea Realm at Corpse Cliff Mountain, Xing Xinyang in the early stage and Lu Fanglong in the middle stage.

The Dragon Elephant Stone Stele was important, but not important enough to require the presence of late-stage experts in the Mountain Sea Realm. The fact that two Mountain Sea Realm experts were sent here already showed the importance the Saint Yan Sect placed on this place.

Xing Xinyang glanced at Zeng Shaoyu, nodded, then turned his gaze to Chen Fei in front of the stele.

At this moment, the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele was trembling slightly, surrounded by a mysterious aura.

Having presided over this place for several years, Xing Xinyang naturally understood that this was the resonance of the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele, and the object of this resonance was the person in front of it.