Still, you can see a direction filled with heads of people, and countless martial artists continue to converge like a tide towards there.
In that direction, there is an incomparably powerful aura, like a divine spear piercing the sky, with dazzling light and majestic might.
Young Master Xing focused his gaze on the spear intent soaring into the sky and murmured: "Dong Changfeng with the Jinshe Spear, ranked thirty-sixth on the Cloud Weapon List, has broken through this time. Probably, he will advance several ranks on the Weapon List again."
He slightly squinted, pondering for a moment, and softly recited: "The fierce giant python rises to the blue sky, when the long wind comes, it turns into a dragon; Swallowing demonic aura, millions upon millions, under the Jinshe Spear, the river of blood runs red."
"The river of blood beneath the Jinshe Spear has not flowed for hundreds of years. It seems... another tributary is about to form again."
