Crack!
Fragments scattered.
The ground caved and split, tortoise-shell cracks webbing across the rock.
"Huff, huff, this is damn heavy."
Liang Qu and Fat Catfish, one ahead and one behind, jointly dragged and carried the Frog King's Great Anchor as they walked along the riverbed.
His boots pulled free of the mud pits. The great anchor came to a stop before the Vortex Waterway, and Liang Qu felt as though he had returned to his days as an instructor for the Martial Examination, publicly holding the Dragon-Tiger Bronze Pillars to test strength.
The weapon itself did not weigh quite so outrageously. Rather, after years upon years of "infusion" by its holder, a spiritual artifact's "foundation" continuously strengthened, producing the mysterious effect of being heavy in another's hands but light in its owner's. The weapons of Demon Kings and Martial Saints were even more so.
Fubo possessed this trait as well.
If it were pressed down upon an ordinary Hunting Tiger, that person might well be pinned so thoroughly they could not rise.
A knockoff Water God Spear!
"Whoever possesses the qualifications and raises the Water God's spear shall receive the Water God's power..."
Back then, Xu Yuelong and Wei Lin had used two mysterious weapons to ambush a True Image from the Ghost Mother Sect. They had probably obtained essence blood or something similar—or perhaps it had all been controlled by a Martial Saint from thousands of miles away?
Liang Qu guessed on his own, but his hands never slowed. He placed the great anchor on A Fei's back and had it deliver the item to Pingyang first.
After finally persuading the Frog King to reforge its weapon, he needed to get it to the Imperial Capital as soon as possible and hand it over to the Heavenly Artisans.
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