This was Liu Wuxie’s last resort, as he had used all means he could think of, and he had already consumed all the pills in his interspatial ring. This was because his physique had grown too powerful.0

Even though his father had given him some pills after he returned to the Liu Clan, the pills couldn’t meet his demand. His physique was comparable to cultivators in the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm, and only the finest ninth-grade pills could have some effect on him.0

As for tenth-grade pills, those weren’t resources the Liu Clan could provide casually. After all, the entire Liu Clan didn’t belong to Liu Xiucheng alone, and the clan prioritized talent. This meant those with greater talent would receive more resources.0

Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie had just returned to the Liu Clan and was still under observation.0

In desperation, Liu Wuxie threw the mysterious horn into the desolate world, and countless branches extended out from the Ancestral Tree and devoured the horn.0

Lightning rumbled across the horizon, and the heavens felt offended that Liu Wuxie wasn’t killed. The lightning manifested into a hammer cast down...0