Netherworld.
Main Residence of the Yanw Family.
Inside the Main Hall.
"Die!" Wang Xiaoqiang wielded the War God Hammer with another swing, the blast of air waves exploded, roaring and surging, and immediately, several members of the Yanw Clan, still struggling on the ground badly injured, were sent flying by the waves, spewing fresh blood and perishing.
In the vast hall, the Yanw Clan members were either dead or wounded, their plight distressingly tragic.
Watching his clansmen being slaughtered by Wang Xiaoqiang, dying one after another, King Yan's body trembled, closing his eyes in agony. Although he knew he was no match for Wang Xiaoqiang, he finally couldn't resist taking action,
He stretched out his hand, five fingers upward, the palm flashed with light, then flashed again, and on the third flash, it suddenly lengthened and brightened, transforming into a short spear as the light faded.
