When he saw Xu Yunfan grab the handle of the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer in a reverse grip, the Lamp Master's pupils constricted slightly. Although he was in the Flesh Refining Realm, every time he saw Xu Yunfan raise that hammer, a bone-chilling sensation shot from his heart and instantly washed over his entire body.
He knew that if that Heavy Hammer came swinging at him, he would never be able to block it. He would likely be a dead man under the hammer in less than three exchanges. The man's strength was ferocious, far beyond anything he could have imagined.
He never doubted his subconscious; this sense of danger had already saved him more than a dozen times. The things inside the earth were fraught with peril. Without this gift, he would have died in the jaws of a Tomb Beast twenty years ago.
In the past, whenever he encountered a genius of this caliber, he would turn and leave without a second thought, wanting nothing to do with them.
