C33 The New Patriarch of Yun Family
Beneath the cloak of night, the martial arts field lay vast and silent.
"Huff, huff..."
Su Yun was sprawled on the ground, gasping for air, his face drenched in sweat.
As he caught his breath, he gazed at the Divine Hammer, now reduced to the size of a pendant, hovering serenely before him. "Hammer Spirit, what just happened?" he asked, still panting from his narrow escape
