At this time, the joint forces of the Mi Clan were pressing on the southern foot of the mountain, but Tang Sen, who served as the commander of an army, was not battling in the air as usual. Instead, he was standing on the cliff at the southern foot of the mountain, baffling the warriors of the Mi Clan who were used to seeing him leading the charge.
Could it be that all the delaying tactics they had used against this monster over the past few days finally wore him down? If that was the case, it would be excellent news.
Just as several Martial Ancestors were about to burst into victorious smiles, they saw Tang Sen hoist a gigantic piece of golden rock, the size of a house, weighing tens of tons, which he had pulled from the ground.
