Huang Xiao drew a deep breath and concentrated his True Qi in the fingers of both hands, then began digging around the core of the Supreme Demon Wall with his fingers.
Cracking sounds rang out continuously, and fragments of the stone wall kept falling.
His fingers brimmed with powerful True Qi as he used them as blades to cut and dig into the stone wall.
"I can't keep going." An hour later, Huang Xiao swiftly retreated more than ten feet, panting.
Cutting through the stone wall with his fingers was simply too difficult.
Not only did it consume a great deal of his True Qi, it also drained his mental energy. His Divine Sense remained taut throughout, and he dared not relax in the slightest.
Any lapse could cause his cuts to stray from the intended dimensions, increasing the risk of discovery.
Huang Xiao had to minimize that risk. The later anyone discovered something amiss here, the safer he would be.
If someone discovered the change in the Supreme Demon Wall just days after he left, the investigation would soon lead back to him.
But what if it happened three years later?
Then it would be hard to say.
Who knew how many Demon Hall disciples would come here over three years, especially experts who had saved up their allotted time for a visit?
Even if the missing core of the Supreme Demon Wall was discovered then, they probably would not be able to prove he had done it.
Further down the line, once the Supreme Demonic Qi contained in the Demonized Divine Beast Core had completely dissipated, the people of the Demon Hall would probably have no leads at all, even if they wanted to investigate.
Perhaps Mo Pozheng would learn from the Demonized Divine Beast Core that the