He gripped a specially made iron hammer as large as a water vat, smashing it down again and again upon a piece of red-hot refined iron. Every strike was accompanied by an ear-splitting clash of metal, making even the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly.
This old man was none other than the Strength Clan's patriarch, the eighty-sixth-rank Spirit Douluo—Tai Tan!
"Tai Tan, you old bastard! Get the hell out here!!!"
Just as Tai Tan was about to bring down the most crucial strike, that furious shout, like a clap of thunder, pierced through layer upon layer of courtyards and reached his ears with perfect clarity.
"Buzz!"
The massive hammer in Tai Tan's hand suddenly stopped, suspended in midair.
The next second, Tai Tan's thick brows, like steel brushes, shot upward!
Two terrifying flames of rage erupted from his bell-sized eyes!
"Insolence!!!"
Tai Tan let out a roar like an ancient beast, and the soundwaves directly snuffed out the flames in the furnace before him!
Who was Tai Tan? A dignified eighty-sixth-rank Spirit Douluo!
The patriarch of the Strength Clan!
Although the Strength Clan had indeed declined after the Clear Sky Sect sealed off its mountain, enduring every coldness and cruelty the world had to offer.
Still, a starving camel was bigger than a horse. In Heaven Dou City, even imperial princes had to respectfully address him as "Senior Tai Tan" when they saw him!
And today, someone actually dared to come to the gates of the Strength Clan, call his name outright, and tell him to "get out"?!
This was practically grinding the Strength Clan's dignity into the dirt!
"I'd like to see which death-seeking bastard dares to make trouble on Strength Clan territory!"
Tai Tan laughed in extreme anger and casually tossed the several-thousand-jin giant hammer onto the