In that instant, Du Yan took a deep breath, his eyes turning red. He seemed to grow taller, his broad back becoming like a majestic city wall.
Clad in his Immortal Robe, he looked as if he were forged from bronze and iron—indestructible.
He held nothing back, unleashing his Grandmaster-level Secret Martial Art, the Seven-Path Chaotic Cloak Demon Hammer, with his Spiritual Weapon, the Copper Gold Earth Fire Hammer!
A heavy hammer came crashing down from above. The massive weapon, weighing hundreds of pounds, seemed as light as a feather in his grasp.
The rushing wind tore at Ji Xiu's black robes. In less than an instant, he had flicked his scabbard open.
He watched the hammer descend like a demonic thunderclap, intent on crushing him.
'Such powerful Qi Force. A month ago, I truly wouldn't have been a match for you...'
Du Yan laughed.
"So you think you're a match for me now?"
'One month!'
