Thud!
Tu Xin's body crashed heavily onto the stone slabs.
His face and body were covered in blood. Clearly, True Man Tian Bao's palm strike had been terrifyingly powerful, leaving him gravely injured.
Tu Xin desperately struggled to his feet and gave Li Mu Yang a bitter smile. "Young Master Mu Yang, Tu Xin was useless. I truly had no way to stand against them. I did my best."
At the same time Tu Xin was sent flying by True Man Tian Bao's palm, the hammer Qin Han had swung also fell into Lotus Master's hands.
The Stone Hammer, weighing as heavily as a thousand jun, was raised effortlessly by Lotus Master and held in his palm as though it weighed no more than a wad of cotton.
Lotus Master's face was filled with compassion. Looking at Qin Han's stubborn and resolute expression, he gently shook his head and sighed. "Amitabha. Benefactor, why put yourself through this? Once you enter hell, you will never rise again. There is clearly a bright road before you. Why refuse to turn back?"
"Thank you, Master. Where righteousness lies, Qin Han has no choice." Qin Han's hands strained again and again. He wanted to snatch the Pious War Hammer back from Lotus Master's grasp.
Under the urging of Qin Han's vital energy, the Stone Hammer began to generate a fierce force of resistance.
The hammer body hummed, and the handle trembled without pause. The Stone Hammer grew larger and larger, swelling to the size of a basin, then a millstone, and finally resembling a full moon in the heavens.
Lotus Master's face filled with astonishment. He had not expected such an unusual phenomenon to occur.
He stared thoughtfully at the Pious War Hammer, as though something had come to mind. In a low voice,