Xu Yang was surprised in his heart, but there was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, he coldly sneered, "You netherworld demons, instead of staying in the nine netherworlds, have come to the human world to wreak havoc. It's not just about killing one or two of you. Once my strength increases, I'll charge into the Wangwu Ghost Market and kill all of you!"
"How presumptuous!"
A ghostly figure that resembled the leader of the underworld soldiers shouted angrily, "How audacious of you, human, to speak to Lord Demon like this... You're seeking death..."
Boom!
Before he could finish his sentence, a large iron hammer suddenly smashed in front of him.
Thunder and lightning crackled across the surface of the hammer, emitting a soul-shaking power.
The leader of the underworld soldiers stared at the hammer, his pupils contracting violently, and he cried out involuntarily, "This hammer... This style... are you the Northwest Hammer King?"
"What?"
"Northwest Hammer King?"
