Calamity of the Sun
Editor: Atlas Studios
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The shell of the hammer was shattered into countless burning iron scraps and sparks. The core of the crystal processor that stored Lu Qingchen's soul was melted into the left arm of the 'golden sun' and buried in the gold threads that looked like muscle fibers, like a single eye that had grown out of his flesh and blood.
Not just the morning star hammer, a lot of other magical equipment components had also been bound, absorbed, and swallowed by the gold threads released by the 'golden sun'. Creaking noises were echoing nonstop, as if a metal grinder had been fully functioning.
Billions of iron scraps and sparks were burnt into a hazy mist by Li Yao's flames. The bright gold mist gradually thickened and enveloped the 'Gold Sun'. It was fluctuating like a giant golden cocoon in which the ultimate weapon that had slept for ten thousand years was about to break out and turn into a butterfly!