Before Wei City, the battle had been brutal. Just as both sides were exhausted, Li Blacksmith appeared on the battlefield and settled the realm with a single hammer blow.
A crack spread across the blue-robed mighty one's brow, blood gushing out like a fountain.
Bang!
The mighty one fell to the ground, blood staining the dust and sand. A brutal battle ended like some farce.
It was unbelievable, yet they had no choice but to believe it. The Divine Realm mighty one who had beaten Ning Chen and the others into such a sorry state had ultimately had his life taken by Li Blacksmith's single hammer strike.
Amid the battlefield, the young man in green, Teacher, and Ning Chen were all dumbfounded, unable to accept it for a time.
It could be done like that?
Having lived two lives, Ning Chen felt an inexplicable ache in his heart. They had fought so painstakingly for so long, only for someone else to snatch the kill at the end.
"Impressive!"
At the side, the young man in green cupped his hands and said.
This old blacksmith must have arrived long ago and hidden himself without appearing, all for that final strike.
Crafty and scheming indeed!
He was still too young, far too young.
The young man in green sighed inwardly. This time, he was completely convinced.
"Impressive!"
Teacher said as well, his tone calm.
Li Blacksmith grinned and said, "You're welcome. We're neighbors, helping each other is only right."
Ning Chen truly did not want to bother with these shameless fellows. He stepped forward, inspected the blue-robed old monster's body, and looted quite a few good things.
Behind him, the young man in green, Li Blacksmith, and Teacher also came forward curiously to see what there was.
A piece of Divine Iron,