At the sight, Tang San bit his own lips to shreds.
He simply could not accept it-the greatest source of confidence that had allowed his father, Tang Hao, to sweep across the world!
The Martial Soul that the entire Clear Sky Sect had passed down for countless years!
In the Great Desolation Divine Realm, it was actually nothing more than a lowly farming tool used to loosen the soil around cabbages!
"Pfft!"
At the thought, rage assailed Tang San's heart, and he threw back his head, spraying a two-meter-high column of blood.
Then his entire body toppled straight backward, his head slamming heavily against the hard rock.
Meanwhile, in the Sky Screen on the other side.
The Great Thousand World, the Great Desolation Divine Realm.
Tai Tan sat slumped in the mud, stupefied.
The words "hundreds of thousands of worthless pieces of junk nobody wanted in the warehouse" still echoed in his mind.
"What are you good for? Hurry up and move this 'Falling Star Stone'! It's blocking the spirit spring's irrigation!"
A cold shout rang out, accompanied by a merciless lash of a whip.
Crack!
The skin on Tai Tan's back instantly split open, blood flowing freely.
A Medicine Garden steward pointed impatiently ahead, where a boulder the size of a small mountain stood, its entire surface shimmering with cold, dim starlight.
Tai Tan gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet.
He walked up to the Falling Star Stone, wrapped his arms around its base, and exerted his strength.
"Hah!"
Yet under the terrifying spatial laws and gravity of the Great Desolation Divine Realm, the raw physical strength he took such pride in could not even make the stone budge!
The steward's gaze grew colder still, regarding him like a piece of trash about to be disposed