Within an instant, a whirlwind seemed to whip through the room.
Amidst a thunderous Space Break, the Cross Spear materialized in Huai Shi's hand. As he stepped forward, the spear once again sliced through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.
A flash of scorching light, like molten steel, flickered and died.
This was followed by faint, splintering sounds.
At the end of the basement, the special alloy-covered iron post had been pierced by the spear's blade, a deep crevice bored through it, while the branches of the Long Spear were wedged into the steel.
Amidst the crisp sound of the crack spreading, the outer alloy layer flaked off.
On the wall behind the iron post, a fissure appeared silently.
Where the spear pointed, dust trickled from the fissure, piling on the floor into a small mound of white.
In that moment, Huai Shi, exerting all his strength, replicated the speed and Power of a Vampire, though the cost was near exhaustion and numb arms.
