Chapter 879: Chapter 890: Power of One Hamr
In one corner of the arena, Wang Yan stood with the Eight-Direction Hamr raised in his hand.
However, at this mont, the Eight-Direction Hamr in Wang Yan’s hand had transford into a completely different form.
The hamr handle, originally five inches long, was now towering to several zhang high, stretching into the air, and the hamr head, which was originally as tall as a person, had transford into a mountain-like structure, already covering half the sky.
This Eight-Direction Hamr had beco even larger than the entire arena.
Seeing this, Blackfoot couldn’t help but swallow hard, unable to hide the expression of terror on his face.
This Eight-Direction Hamr was his magical treasure, and he knew best that making the Eight-Direction Hamr so enormous required an imnse amount of Power of Demon Patterns.
Even he himself couldn’t achieve this.
Now it was done by a re Demon Warrior, could it be because of the purple cloak?
Thinking of this, Blackfoot almost went mad.
The magical treasure he considered worthless turned out to have such heaven-defying power; why hadn’t he noticed it before?
While Blackfoot was vexed and the other demons were terrified, the Eight-Direction Hamr in the sky fell, like a great mountain, pressing down.
The twin siblings stood directly beneath the Eight-Direction Hamr, unaware it was falling above them, only suddenly feeling the sky getting darker.
While the siblings were puzzled, they suddenly heard exclamations from behind.
They turned to see Blackfoot and others desperately fleeing backward, glancing up in terror as they ran.
By this ti, Blackfoot and others had reached the edge of the arena.
But the Eight-Direction Hamr was so large that, although they reached the edge, they couldn’t escape its attack range.
Seeing the Eight-Direction Hamr getting closer, with no other choice, Blackfoot and the others flew off the arena, fleeing into the distance.
Seeing everyone’s horrified expressions, the siblings suspiciously looked up.
One look, and their faces changed dramatically.
For above them, a gigantic hamrhead was falling.
The hamrhead was so enormous that its descent seed like the entire sky was collapsing.
The siblings were shocked, scrambling to escape.
But the hamrhead fell so quickly that after just two steps back, it had already descended.
Having no other choice, the siblings gritted their teeth, raised their hands, and shouted as they confronted the Eight-Direction Hamr.
Both siblings were High-Tier Demon Emperors, and facing death, their full power was remarkable.
Each unleashed a mighty Power of Demon Patterns, surging toward the Eight-Direction Hamr above.
The two streams of Power of Demon Patterns surged with heaven-shaking force and climactic prowess, soaring into the sky, truly unstoppable and majestic.
Seeing this, a glimr of joy appeared in the siblings’ eyes, as if glimpsing a hope for escape.
They watched intently as their Power of Demon Patterns struck the Eight-Direction Hamr.
But who would have thought, with just a “puff, puff” sound, the two overwhelming streams of Power of Demon Patterns, upon colliding with the Eight-Direction Hamr, deflated like balloons, turning into wisps of smoke, dissipating between heaven and earth.
And that enormous Eight-Direction Hamr was utterly unaffected, not even pausing for a mont, as it crashed down fiercely.
The siblings watched the falling Eight-Direction Hamr in horror, despair in their eyes.
A massive “boom” echoed as the Eight-Direction Hamr crashed into the arena.
The arena, made of Vertical Ice, was instantly shattered upon impact, splintering into chaotic shards flying in all directions.
Though the arena was crushed, it couldn’t hinder the Eight-Direction Hamr’s descent.
The Eight-Direction Hamr crashed heavily into the ground.
Mount Fuji trembled, a cloud of dust arose, surging around, swirling into the sky.
On the summit of Mount Fuji, a mushroom cloud rose instantly, shooting into the sky.
Dust billowed around the Eight-Direction Hamr, enveloping the surrounding demon cultivators.
The surrounding demon cultivators hurriedly raised magic energy shields before them, protecting themselves within.
The strong ones like Demon Emperors and Demon Kings could resist the howling dust gale.
But those below Demon Masters, even with magic energy shields raised, were swept up by the dust, rolled away.
For a mont, the entire summit of Mount Fuji was shrouded in dust.
After a long while, the violent wind finally cald, no longer raging, and gradually the dust settled.
Through the pervasive dust, everyone strained their eyes to look ahead.
Amidst the dust, only the nearby scene was clear to them.
The surrounding demon cultivators were covered in dust, and those below Demon Masters had minor scratches on their bodies and faces, looking extrely disheveled.
As the dust slowly settled, everyone finally saw the condition of the arena.
Where there was once a massive arena, now there was a larger hamrhead resting on the ground.
The long handle of the hamr still grasped by Wang Yan.
The spot where Wang Yan stood was the only remaining tiny corner of the entire arena.
Everyone quickly looked up at the sky to see the twins had vanished, and in the distance above, Blackfoot and four panic-stricken High-Tier Demon Emperors floated.
These five High-Tier Demon Emperors had been forced off the arena by a single strike.
Turning back to look at Wang Yan still standing on the arena, everyone couldn’t help but be amazed.
Among the nine Demon Emperors, four were dead or injured, and the other five were chased off the arena. This ten-person lee was won by Wang Yan!
No one could believe what they had seen, a re Demon Warrior defeating nine Demon Emperors.
The five people of Blackfoot were pale, not having made a single move, yet being knocked out of the arena.
However, at this mont, everyone thought of the purple cloak on Wang Yan.
This purple cloak was indeed heaven-defying.
But the Great Hall Master wore a grim expression, his face covered in dust but clearly drained of blood, his eyes bloodshot.
All eyes were fixed on Wang Yan, filled with jealousy, envy, resentnt, and greed.
Then Wang Yan shrugged and said, “This hamrhead is really too heavy, I couldn’t even hold on. Why didn’t you guys help steady the hamrhead?”
Hearing Wang Yan still joking, Blackfoot and others were so furious they almost lost it.
At this mont, Wang Yan glanced down at the arena beneath him, chuckled, and said, “Looks like this ti, I won.”
But just then, suddenly ca the Great Hall Master’s cold voice: “You haven’t won. Blackfoot and the others are flying in the sky, they haven’t been knocked off the arena, so the arena match continues.”
After saying this, the Great Hall Master raised his head, glaring coldly at the five of Blackfoot, saying, “Knock him off the arena, or you’ll die.”
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