Fourth Senior Brother gripped the Flowing Gold Hammer in his right hand and formed a mudra with his left, channeling a stream of magic power into the hammer. Then he hurled it out and shouted, "Go!"
The Flowing Gold Hammer flashed with light and flew toward Xu Qingtong.
Xu Qingtong raised his hand and unleashed an Overlord Hammer to meet Fourth Senior Brother's Flowing Gold Hammer.
With a boom, the two hammers collided, and the solid hammer was actually blasted away by the phantom one.
Fourth Senior Brother stared at Xu Qingtong, somewhat dumbfounded, seemingly still unable to believe that what had just happened was real.
While he stood dazed, Xu Qingtong's second Overlord Hammer had already reached him.
Caught off guard, Fourth Senior Brother only had time to cast a protective barrier around himself.
With a bang, the protective barrier shattered. The Overlord Hammer stopped, hovering above Fourth Senior Brother's head. Sweat sprang out of him in an instant and ran down his plump cheeks.
"Fellow Daoist, stay your hand! We can talk this out!"
Xu Qingtong looked at Fourth Senior Brother and said, "I warned your junior brother not to provoke me again, or I would kill him. But he wouldn't listen. Tell me, fellow Daoist, what should I do?"
"Please calm down, fellow Daoist. I apologize on my junior brother's behalf. Please show mercy!"
"Forget it. The demon beasts haven't been eliminated yet, and I don't want to make a great clash of arms. Leave!"
Hearing this, Fourth Senior Brother hurriedly cupped his fist toward Xu Qingtong and said, "Thank you!" Then he grabbed his junior brother and fled like a wisp of smoke.
After the two disciples of the Profound Yin Church left, Xu Qingtong found a clean spot, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to