The Pious War Hammer did more than destroy the body; it also extinguished the soul and will.
What were the soul and spirit?
When the body withered but the spiritual consciousness remained undying, that was the soul and spirit.
For example, the unyielding dragon soul within the Raging River, or the wisp of spiritual intent left behind in this world by certain supreme experts.
With one swing of the Pious War Hammer, Wu Shanji's body died, and even his soul and will vanished completely. Even the Lock of Hidden Spirit or any other resurrection technique would be powerless to save him.
Bang—
Qin Han's body landed lightly on the ground.
The hammer in his hand had already returned to its original form, but the hand gripping it kept trembling with a buzzing sound.
It was not his arm that was shaking. It was the Pious War Hammer in his hand.
Qin Han could sense its presence. The hammer seemed to have come alive, and at that moment, its mood was one of joy and excitement.
Sealed away for ten thousand years, then tasting blood in a single day—was that the reason for its exhilaration?
Qin Han's pupils widened as he lowered his head and stared at the battle hammer in his hand, his face filled with disbelief.
"What—exactly happened just now?" Qin Han was still bewildered, as if caught between dream and reality, unable to see things clearly.
He had already been prepared either to kill Wu Shanji or to be killed by him. That hammer blow—or rather, that sword strike—had been his final counterattack.
But why had Wu Shanji been smashed into a wisp of ash with that one blow, leaving not the slightest trace of his existence behind?
"Did my cultivation suddenly increase greatly, or did the life