How could Daoist Shenhuo fail to understand Yang Chen's meaning? He had seen much and knew much, and quickly reached a conclusion. "It seems this Mystic Fire Origin truly is a divine object. It is no surprise that you encountered such a situation. The Mystic Fire Origin was extracted from the sun. There are many Great Ascension Stage experts in this plane, but there is only one sun. And there is only one Mystic Fire Origin. It would be strange if it were so easily shaken."
Yang Chen nodded.
Indeed, there was more than one Great Ascension Stage expert among humans alone. A single continent contained tens of thousands of races—how many Great Ascension Stage experts were there?
Not to mention that this plane had more than one continent.
"Then what should I do?" Yang Chen asked.
"It's simple. If you cannot move an entire mountain, then move it one stone at a time. Move however much you can now," Daoist Shenhuo said.
Though Yang Chen was disappointed, he had to admit that this was the only thing he could do for now.
He carefully extracted a portion from the Mystic Fire Origin.
Then he began to shake and mold it.
Yet the result remained the same.
Yang Chen's expression grew increasingly grim.
Still unable to shake it? Just how terrifying was this Mystic Fire Origin? There was still such a massive whole remaining—wouldn't it be even harder to move?
Yang Chen felt his own insignificance. He had greatly underestimated the Mystic Fire Origin. The item brought back by an ancestor who had reached the boundless Great Ascension Stage and come infinitely close to the Ascension Realm was indeed no trifling matter.
"Reduce it further!" This time, Yang Chen took out only a tiny piece of the Mystic Fire Origin's