"Then you can just die!"
After the bald man spoke, he swung his hammer. With a BOOM, the void trembled. A golden tiger dozens of feet long roared as it tore through the air, charging toward Wen Qingye. Wherever the giant tiger passed, the air exploded, leaving a distinct wake behind it.
"Domineering Hammer Technique, First Form!"
Wen Qingye's brow furrowed in concentration. This bald man's cultivation was roughly at the Refining Spirit First Layer Heaven, but this Hammer Technique was at least a Seventh-Grade Martial Arts. Moreover, it seemed he had mastered it to perfection, wielding it with effortless proficiency.
"Hah! A fine attack!"
The moment his voice fell, Wen Qingye snapped his arm straight and threw a punch. As he swung his fist, the air within a radius of dozens of feet suddenly exploded. Even the handmaidens at the far edges of the area were blown back by the gale whipped up by his Fist Qi.
"Fall of the Celestial Star!"
