Read The Ultimate Husband by Skykissing wolf Chapter 1200 – Ambrose did not bother about the other cultivators at that moment as they were minding their own business after all. They were capturing their beast while would capture his own.

Ambrose could not suppress the urgency in his heart with that thought in mind and quickly went exploring into the ancient battlefield.

However, he was on the battlefield for almost an hour, yet did not even see a single enchanted beast. The enchanted beasts were perhaps frightened and in hiding since there were too many cultivators around.

The entire ancient battlefield was in ruins with broken walls and tiles everywhere on top of scattered broken old weapons. Due to age, most of these weapons had decayed beyond recognition and were completely unusable.

Other than those, Ambrose did not see a single enchanted beast.

Ambrose prepared to search for a place to rest and continue his quest the next day upon noticing how dark it was getting.

‘What’s that?’

Right at that moment, Ambrose was stunned when he saw a crack on the mountainside not far away from him. A shimmering glow that came from the crack was eye catching!

‘Could there be some treasure in that crack?’ Ambrose thought and curiously walked over.

He noticed when he was before the crack that it was the entrance of a seemingly dark and deep cave.

Although Ambrose was still young, he was bold and courageous. He did not think much at that moment before walking and following the crack. The crack was narrow but just nice for a ten-year-old boy.

Gasp!

realized the cave was extremely huge and was almost the size of

huge stone platform! It was covered with moss which made

Incandescent Sect for seven years and read a lot of books. He knew that

excavate a cave and build a ritual altar in every mountain. Pigs and

since been

cracked mountain walls allowed the ancient ritual altar to come into the

Swoosh!

fell onto the

the altar laid a gigantic iron

hammer was at least three meters long and kept

hammer!’ Ambrose lightly leaped onto the ritual altar a

the ancient writings on the hammer’s origins on it with a layer of

the iron hammer’s handle which strikingly

could feel a strong powerful force from within

This must be

without much thought and only wanted to hold the hammer in his hands. However, the hammer

yet helpless

front of him,

himself, “Tyrant Hammer, oh Tyrant Hammer, if only you can become smaller. how could I

all and retained his child-likeness, so these words were said playfully.

Ka-cha!

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