Little Mountain God cultivated slower than the Ten Arbiters, and his talent could not quite compare to theirs. 

However, he was unaware of the gap between his own talent and that of the Ten Arbiters.

“Petrify!” Little Mountain God roared. The rocks on his body trembled, and he rapidly shrank in size. The stones merged together as though they were melting, but his rune lines actually spiked in number.

Lu Yin was stunned; was this guy absorbing rocks? Was this a cultivation method? How interesting. 

Little Mountain God shrank down to a height of five meters before finally stopping. Now, his rune lines were comparable to Lan Si’s after he had become an Enlighter, which meant that Little Mountain God had actually stepped onto the same level as the Ten Arbiters.

Little Mountain God swiped a hand at Lu Yin.

Lu Yin looked up. “That’s an interesting battle technique. It’s too bad that this is the end of your journey.”

Little Mountain God’s five meter tall body suddenly flew backwards despite no visible movements on Lu Yin’s part. The stone body crashed against the cave wall, leaving behind a massive crater.

Little Mountain God’s eyes nearly fell out as rocks continuously fell from his body. He eventually turned...