Boom!
A terrifying, overwhelming gravity descended in an instant.
It was not merely gravity—it felt more like an entire mountain had been pressed directly onto their souls.
Tang San felt his knees buckle and nearly fell to the ground. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand had become as heavy as a planet.
The Starlight force field Han Yuchen had raised let out a cracking sound under the unbearable strain.
"Watch out!"
Tang San felt the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand suddenly begin to tremble uncontrollably, as though it were being drawn by some magnetic force.
Before he could react, the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly flew from his grasp, shooting straight toward that enormous heart!
"No!"
It was his father's martial soul, and his greatest support.
The Holy Son burst into laughter. "A tiger without its teeth is nothing more than a slightly bigger cat."
The Clear Sky Hammer was firmly sucked onto the surface of the massive heart. As its dark-gold hammerhead touched those writhing blood vessels, it actually began to emit a sizzling sound of corrosion.
Tang San felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the backlash from his damaged martial soul made his vision darken.
Under that horrifying gravity, ten times stronger than outside, even breathing became a luxury.
Leng Yuebai dropped to one knee, driving the twin blades in her hands deep into the rock to hold herself up. Hu Liena had already collapsed limply onto the ground. Had Tang San not barely spared a thread of Mysterious Heaven Skill to protect her, her internal organs would likely have ruptured long ago.
"Give up." The Holy Son's voice was lofty and condescending, like a god looking down upon ants. "Within this Blood