Watching the master stride away with effortless grace, the Demon Emperor suddenly thought of a strange question.
"We keep calling him master, master. Doesn't he have a name?"
King Anan suddenly appeared before the Demon Emperor. "Everyone calls him God-Level Master. They've always called him that, and no one has ever mentioned his name."
"It's as though that has always been his name."
Demon Emperor Daochen gave King Anan a puzzled look. "Someone actually has a name that strange?"
He shrugged, indicating that he didn't know.
"Anyway, I've never known what his name is. I've always just called him master."
"He seems to be used to it, too."
"How did your studies go? After all this time, you must have learned something."
Demon Emperor Daochen took out the Warhammer. Now that the forging was complete, he could store it in his mental space.
"This is it. God-Level Master made it for me himself. Not bad, right?"
The Demon Emperor looked at King Anan with a hint of pride.
This weapon could perfectly integrate all his attributes.
Thanks to the metal's special properties, it conducted energy exceptionally well. Whether it was his Origin of Fire or any other energy, everything flowed through it with incredible ease.
Most importantly, the weapon was naturally extremely heavy.
Once the Demon Emperor finished forging it, the hammer itself had also acquired a certain quality of the ultimate limit.
Its weight had now reached the force of a thousand worlds. If an ordinary Perfection Realm cultivator took even a light blow from it, its sheer weight alone would flatten them.
Let alone when the Demon Emperor swung it. With strength and speed combined, the force of its impact would increase dozens of times over.
The Demon Emperor was certain that, even if he fought using physical