A mountain of crystal powder stood at the heart of Fox Immortal Blessed Land. It was Soul-Shaking Mountain, recorded in The Legend of Human Ancestor.
At this moment, Fang Yuan floated above Soul-Shaking Mountain in his original form. He stood three zhang tall, green-faced and fanged, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, eight monstrous arms fierce and terrifying.
Yet compared to Soul-Shaking Mountain, such a body was as tiny as an ant.
Divine light burst from Fang Yuan's eyes as he stared fixedly at Soul-Shaking Mountain below. Suddenly, he shouted softly, "Mountain Pulling!"
The next moment, an invisible and majestic force erupted from within him and swiftly moved toward Soul-Shaking Mountain.
Fang Yuan spread his eight arms in an embracing posture, as though he were holding some enormous object. His teeth were clenched tight, and he exerted every ounce of strength, as if trying to lift some unbearably heavy weight.
Rumble...
At first, the sound was only a faint tremor. But in the blink of an eye, it grew louder and louder, and the entire small world began to shake lightly.
The sound came from Soul-Shaking Mountain.
Under Fang Yuan's activation, this crystal mountain actually began to rise slowly from the ground.
Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and persisted. The muscles in his eight arms bulged high, like massive slabs of stone.
Not only his arms, but every muscle in his whole body had been fully mobilized. Creaking sounds rang from his body—his bones were groaning under the strain. Through his efforts, Soul-Shaking Mountain rose higher and higher, gradually leaving the ground until it reached a height of five or six inches.
At the side, Little Fox Immortal Earth Spirit watched with her small mouth slightly open, her face full of shock.
"Rise again." Fang Yuan intended to test