C1199 Return from Hell

"Is this the sect master you've all been eagerly awaiting? A piece of trash that can't even handle one of my hammer strikes?" Shi Hao sneered.

"Who are you calling trash? Could it be you're referring to yourself?"

Out of the swirling dust, a familiar voice emerged, sounding as if its owner was still half asleep.

As the dust settled, the onlookers could finally see the reality within