The Pinnacle Of Life

“What kind of power is this?”

The sect master’s heart was shattered as overwhelming binding force rippled from the Martello Celia, encircling it with a slew of rules. Her face changed dramatically, the seal between her brows shone brightly, and the evil Buddha behind her roared angrily and struggled violently.

When she saw the hammer about to fall on her, she seemed to see herself being smashed into pulp but how could that be?

The Martello Celia had been in her hands for a long time, and she was intimately acquainted with it… There had never been a more terrifying moment than this!

Poof!

The sect master bit through the tip of her tongue and spit blood into her mouth. She stiffly broke free of her bonds before the hammer landed on her body, utilizing her full potential at the cost of self-inflicted injuries.

Boom!

A loud noise could be heard.

blasting a large hole into it and blowing through the tough sealing platform…The formations were all over this area.

Although she wasn‘t under attack this time, she had been injured. What silenced those around her, however, was

a bizarre scene, to say

master, the head of the Rakshasa Temple’s six ancient sects, transformed into a shelled flesh body, standing in front of the crowd in white.

“Sect master, sect master..!”

someone

clothes strewn on the floor. She was about to put them on,

is changing so quickly. Have

not Grandpa Hammer’s fault. I’m not weak!

“Again!”

tornado ball, enveloping the sect master’s body. It was more powerful than before. The sect master felt herself being sucked by a strong force

first punch, so his second one was to save face. He was much more serious

“Ah..!”

yelled, “Kill this woman right away! This woman

Returning Sword Sect’s leader, Jeremy, to hurry up

with a complicated mind. He had just seen with his own eyes the sorry

be foolish to step forward at