The Haotian Hammer raised in his hand began to undergo a transformation. The originally black hammer body completely turned into a brilliant dark gold, and the hammer itself was rapidly shrinking. It finally stopped when the handle was about one and a half meters long and the hammerhead was as large as a bucket.
At this moment, Tang San's own body was also covered in a layer of dark gold radiance, and the aura released by him and the Haotian Hammer could no longer be distinguished from one another.
Tang San raised the hammer and pointed forward. A mass of dark gold shadow instantly expanded before him—the silhouette of the Haotian Hammer that seemed to be growing without limit.
With a thunderous boom, the three who had charged to the front—Huo Wushuang's group—were practically hurled away on the spot, sent flying a full hundred meters before hurtling toward the base of the mountain.
In the face of that terrifying hammer shadow, even Huo Wu and the other two auxiliary Soul Masters were sent tumbling like rolling gourds, let alone having any chance to cast Soul Skills—they couldn't even put up the slightest resistance.
The Haotian Hammer, the number one tool Martial Soul under heaven—could its reputation be undeserved? At this moment, even the Titled Douluo present had eyes shining with brilliant light. Within a certain great hall inside the Papal Hall, several elderly men slowly raised their heads.
This was the Haotian Hammer at rank seventy, manifesting its Tool Soul True Body. The might of the guardian Martial Soul of the number one sect in the Martial Soul World.
Tang San, who had originally been holding the Haotian Hammer with one hand, switched to gripping it with both. For some reason, even though he had already defeated his opponents, a powerful desire now surged within him.
The desire to wield the Haotian Hammer. The desire to wield it using the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique.
Half-turning, Tang San was about to swing the dark gold Haotian Hammer overhead when, at that very moment, a deep yet powerful voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Stop. Withdraw your strength. Return your soul."
That voice carried a strange charm that guided Tang San to pull the Haotian Hammer back before him. The dark gold radiance surged from the hammer and flowed rapidly back into his body.
And the Haotian Hammer itself quietly reverted to its original form as a small black hammer.
Had it not been for the devastating power of that single swing, no one would have imagined that such a small, dark little hammer could unleash such terrifying force.
The expression on Tang San's face changed distinctly—from brief astonishment to pain. He could clearly feel that his soul seemed to have been torn away, then quietly re-injected into his body. At this moment, a sudden flash of understanding came to him.
Using the Haotian Hammer's Tool Soul True Body consumed not only his Soul Power and physical strength, but also his very soul. That moment—the fusion between his soul and the Haotian Hammer—was what produced a true Tool Soul True Body.
"Withdraw." Tang San forced out a single word.
The other six of the Shrek Seven Devils then pulled back their power one by one, and the nine-colored halo slowly receded.
When the light had completely withdrawn into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Oscar reluctantly released the softness in his embrace, and all seven of them let out a long breath almost simultaneously. What seemed like a simply concluded match had left them all drenched in sweat.
Tang San's feet wavered, and Dai Mubai, standing behind him, quickly grabbed his shoulder to steady him.
At this moment, Tang San looked as though he had just been pulled from water—his entire body was drenched in sweat.
But his heart was exhilarated.
Never having wielded that kind of power, one could never comprehend its terror. But Tang San knew now—he had felt the true terror of the Haotian Hammer for the first time.
His heart burned hot, hot, because he could not stop thinking about what kind of devastating force the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique would produce if used in conjunction with the Tool Soul True Body.
This was the true power befitting the number one sect under heaven—the Haotian!
The match ended much faster than anyone had anticipated, leaving many people unable to come to their senses even now.