"You really have Heaven-Sinking Stone?" Yue Lin asked, knitting his brows as he looked at me. Although he had long suspected that I possessed it, confirming it face-to-face was far more direct and credible than anything else.
I extended my hand, and a roughly ten-centimeter cube of Heaven-Sinking Stone appeared in my palm. This had been formed by fusing Heaven-Sinking Stone dust to its absolute limit, so forget the handful Jin Tao and the others had mentioned earlier—even a hundred handfuls would not have been enough to condense this solid cube.
When I tossed it toward the old man, his hand instantly sank under its weight, and the floor beneath his feet cracked with a bang.
The weight of Heaven-Sinking Stone was extraordinary. A piece this size was practically equivalent to the weight of a small planet.
Yue Lin, panting heavily, turned pale. "How do you have this thing? Where did it come from? It's all Heaven-Sinking Stone—there isn't even the slightest bit of Kuiyi Stone mixed in?"
"Of course. A piece this size is enough to refine an entire set of Heaven-Sinking Stone divine weapons. But is this kind of weight really suitable for battle? It would be better to scatter it and mix it into Kuiyi Stone divine weapons." I chuckled, then reached out to take it back.
"Wait. Let this old man think about it some more..." The old man hurriedly took a step back. He was already deeply coveting the Heaven-Sinking Stone, and he began fondling it with undisguised affection. With the use of immense power, it naturally would not crush him beneath its weight—but Yue Lin's two feet had already sunk straight into the floor.
Naturally, Zhi Lin was interested in the Heaven-Sinking Stone as well. Before the old man could even begin playing with