Tang San Went After the Rabbit

Over the past few years, he had simply focused on cultivating the Heavenly Corpse Transformation. He had never done any physical training, but now that he realized absorbing a Soul Ring required a powerful physique, he felt a sense of urgency.

Because of the Ten-Thousand-Year Corpse Pellet inside him, the Soul Power he had cultivated over the past three years had been refined by the Corpse Core and become lethally poisonous.

At the same time, thanks to the Zombie's nature, his strength and physical toughness were abnormally powerful. Even so, he still felt they weren't enough.

With that thought, he dashed outside.

The sun had only just risen. The whole day's work depended on the morning, making it the perfect time to exercise.

The threat of tribulation hung over his head like a sharp sword. His life was at stake, so Jiang Chen didn't dare slack off anymore.

After running for a few minutes, Jiang Chen realized something was wrong. At his current strength, running was far too easy and wouldn't help him train at all.

To improve his physical toughness, he needed high-intensity training.

When he reached the village entrance, his eyes suddenly lit up. He spotted an object that looked perfect for training.

The women and men at the village entrance saw Jiang Chen running toward them and screamed as they rushed back into their homes, locking their doors tight.

Jiang Chen curled his lip, unconcerned. He had already moved back in with Old Jack, and he was sure it wouldn't be long before these people realized he had changed.

In front of him stood a huge stone roller, which Holy Soul Village used to grind grain.

Jiang Chen ran over excitedly and lifted the stone roller, which was several times larger than he was.

He hefted it. It must have weighed seven or eight hundred pounds, and it was a little heavy.

"Haha, not bad. I'll use you for training from now on."

Hugging the stone roller, Jiang Chen hurried off, laughing loudly.

Tang Hao's house stood near the village entrance. Tang San had gone up the mountain to train, and Tang Hao had gotten up early for once.

He sat outside his house with a bowl of porridge Tang San had cooked. He had just taken a sip when he saw the little kid sprint past, carrying a huge stone roller.

"Pfft!" His eyes bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of porridge.

Chapter 12: Tang San Went After the Rabbit

"Gulp." Tang Hao couldn't help swallowing, unable to hide the shock on his face.

He knew that stone roller. It weighed eight hundred pounds, and that kid Jiang Chen had just run off with it in his arms?

Was he a monster?

Tang Hao couldn't calm the shock in his heart. The people of the Clear Sky Sect were best known for their strength, but even at six years old, lifting a hundred pounds was considered exceptional. He had never seen anyone run around carrying an eight-hundred-pound object at that age.

He knew his son, Tang San, was naturally strong, but compared to Jiang Chen, he seemed completely outmatched.

Remembering the heavenly-judgment-like spectacle when Jiang Chen awakened his Martial Soul yesterday, Tang Hao became even more certain of his suspicion.

The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul of the Clear Sky Sect was one of the top Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent, but even its awakening had been nowhere near one ten-thousandth as spectacular as Jiang Chen's.

"A god-level Martial Soul. It has to be a god-level Martial Soul! Only a god-level Martial Soul could have such enormous potential."

Tang Hao knew a little about the secrets of god-level Martial Souls. Anyone with one had terrifying talent and potential.

The only god-level Martial Soul he knew of belonged to the Angel Family of Spirit Hall. It was said that gifted members of the family could awaken with innate Soul Power at level twenty.