A silver spear fell into his hands.

An indescribable force of time spread throughout the void. A power that had weathered countless ages erupted from the spear, sweeping across everything in its path.

The appearance of the silver spear obliterated Fu Dongliu's oppressive aura as if it were nothing.

Immediately, Chen Qingyuan gripped the spear tightly with both hands and thrust it forward with great force.