All the weapons and equipment in the auditorium were lowered in the direction of the silver hammer in Wu Mo's hand. It was as if they were worshipping 10,000 Buddhas.
Suddenly, a golden light appeared, illuminating the entire auditorium as if it was daytime!
Rolling thunder pierced through the void, and through the colored glass at the top of the auditorium, the people discovered that the inky sky was condensing into a milky-white light!
The light descended straight down, penetrating the auditorium's glass and landing on the silver hammer!
Zeng!
They heard a strange sound.
Then, the silver hammer floated in the air and bathed in the divine light!
"This... Could this be the light of a Divine artifact?" an older five-star blacksmith among the jury said with an excited and shocked expression.
A Divine weapon's light was just as its name implied. Only a Divine weapon would produce such a magnificent light when it appeared in the world.
