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.

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

master’s face was flushed, and her breathing was labored. Although she wasn‘t under attack this time, she had been injured. What silenced those around her, however,

scene, to

body, standing in front of the crowd in white. It appeared that

“Sect master, sect master..!”

clothes,” someone said

on the floor. She

“I have been asleep for 100,000 years. The world is changing so quickly. Have The Path of God’s rules become unpopular? Why is The Path of God so

it’s not Grandpa Hammer’s fault. I’m not weak! It’s my surroundings

“Again!”

enveloping the sect master’s body. It was more powerful than before. The sect master felt herself being sucked

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

“Ah..!”

away! This woman must be

yelled at the Returning Sword Sect’s leader,

had just seen with his own eyes the sorry state his sect master was in, and the Martello Celia gave

it be foolish to step forward