A Heaven-Defying Trap! From 1800 Years Ago! Cao Cao's Curse! (3)

A deafening cacophony echoed as a steel plate armed with spikes plummeted from above.

Boom!

A haze of dust rose, clouding the air.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Could this be weight-sensitive?"

"Only a weight around 100 taels could set off this mechanism!"

Luo Feng chuckled softly. Boss Cao's cunning had certainly been proven. However, Luo Feng observed the steel plate, connected by a rope, ascend back to its original position in the next moment. The floor tiles similarly returned to their initial, innocuous state.

"Incredible...!"

"A self-resetting trap?"

Luo Feng, though astounded, had to acknowledge the spectacle before him. Such occurrences were generally limited to the realm of television dramas.

"L-Little L-Luo, what should we do? The trap has reset itself and we have yet to cross!" Gu Santong voiced his concern.