Wu Changkong raised his left hand and pressed it against Tang Wulin's chest, closing his eyes as he silently sensed the changes within him.
Tang Wulin maintained the Golden Scales on his right arm as instructed.
But that power had come swiftly and faded just as swiftly. On top of that, his earlier fight with the Light Dragon had drained him enormously. He only held on for about ten seconds before he clearly felt that power, so full it seemed ready to burst him apart, rapidly receding.
In its wake came a familiar wave of weakness.
Alarm shot through him.
If I keep this up, I'll probably pass out again, just like last time.
Tang Wulin hastily willed the Golden Scales on his right arm to disperse. The golden light quickly dimmed, the scales silently vanished one by one, and the claws disappeared with them.
Only then did Wu Changkong withdraw his hand.
Tang Wulin swayed, his legs suddenly unsteady. Xie Xie reacted in a flash, catching him and settling him onto the small sofa nearby.
The room fell silent for a few seconds.
Then Wu Changkong frowned and murmured a single word.
"Strange."
Xie Xie and Tang Wulin exchanged a glance, neither daring to interrupt.
After a moment, Wu Changkong slowly spoke.
"It doesn't seem to be twin martial souls."
Tang Wulin's heart sank slightly.
Wu Changkong continued, "If it were a second martial soul, you would have a much clearer sense of it once it truly awakened. It wouldn't be as vague as this. Nor does it seem to be a normal evolution of your primary martial soul, since it has almost no direct connection to your Star-Sinking Hammer."
He paused, his gaze growing graver.
"It isn't a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, either."
Xie Xie froze and instinctively