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The Hao Tian Hammer in his hand began to undergo a transformation, turning from its original black into a splendid dark gold. The hammer body rapidly shrank; the handle was about one and a half meters long, and the head was as big as a bucket when the shrinking finally stopped.
At this moment, Tang San's body was also covered in a layer of dark gold light, and the aura that emanated from him and the Hao Tian Hammer was indistinguishable.
Tang San lifted the hammer and pointed it, and a mass of dark golden shadow instantly magnified in front of him, the seemingly endlessly expanding shadow of the Hao Tian Hammer.
In a deafening roar, the three Soul Masters led by Huo Wu Shuang were thrown back as if on cue, flying a hundred meters away, tumbling down the mountainside.
