“What, you two would rather roll back down into the holes than spend money to get out?” Lu Yun jeered as he stood by the side of the pits, panning the surroundings.

“Little brat, this seat is not someone you can insult even when I am injured!” Ouyang Baitian spat out a mouthful of blood and summoned his massive hammer with a wave. It wasn’t too far away, so it quickly bore down on Lu Yun’s head.

“Hmph!” Lu Xuan snorted and sent a flash of sword radiance toward the hammer.

Bam!

The young man fell back after a loud explosion, blood trickling out of his mouth and his sword radiance dispersed. However, the hammer was likewise shunted off to the side and didn’t hurt Lu Yun.

“Looks like grandfather didn’t show mercy this time!” Lu Yun understood when he saw the situation.

Ouyang Baitian’s personal treasure—Mountain Shaker—was an upper rank treasure. It was domineering enough already...