"Hehe, boss, this hammer is a remnant of that senior's life. It has its own spirituality. I've used my will and sincerity to move it, and now it is willing to be controlled by me." Ma Xutao looked at the hammer in his hand with reverence.
"Then wouldn't you be able to use this terrifying hammer to smash apart all your enemies?" Luo Cheng was filled with disbelief.
Although he felt that Ma Xutao's words were incredulous, the proof was right in front of him. He had no choice but to admit this world really possessed all kinds of strange matters.
This hammer was very heavy. If someone was struck by it, then even if they were a peak half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, they would be crushed to death.
Ma Xutao shook his head. "This hammer isn't a warhammer for fighting. It is a crafting hammer. Even if I were to die, I wouldn't use it to fight."
