Yan Zhen’s pupils constricted to the size of needles, and the combat experience he’d tempered through countless years of cultivation had allowed him to remain calm and composed even before such a dangerous situation.

Swish!

A bronze hammer appeared before him, and it blocked the blood red blade that was shooting straight towards him.

The bronze hammer surged with arcs of lightning, and the terrifying energy of lightning within it was simply thick like dew. IT gurgled through the entire hammer while emanating an extremely dense and dazzling aura of destruction.

It was Yan Zhen’s prized treasure — the Chaos Lightning Hammer!

The strength it contained wasn’t something that an ordinary Natural Spirit Treasure could compare to at all, and when it was utilized, it was simply like true tribulation lightning was striking down from the heavens and unfathomable divine might.

Bang!

In an instant, the surging blood red blade of a sword collided with the Chaos Lightning Hammer, causing sparks to spray towards the surroundings while divine radiance rage.

But Yan Zhen was shocked to notice that this attack which carried his full strength...