"AHHH!" The girls beside Nakal and the other people around the street scream in panic.
Fortunately, Reg didn't use any spiritual energy, or those might have injured all the ordinary people and the girls. The attack only created a strong shockwave, which was all wind.
The wind flung the ordinary people away, but the cultivators on the street caught them in time.
Nakal, on the other hand, was getting dragged away by the force of the spear. He was holding the spear from just below its spearhead with his spiritual energy. He became frustrated at not being able to stop the spear. So, spiritual energy spilled out of him and blasted away the spear force.
Crack
Crushing the spear with his bare hand, he looked around to see who was the culprit of this incident. But he didn't find anyone; he only got to meet hundreds of eyes that were filled with horror and nervousness.
Nakal stood alone in the street and pondered with a heavy, darkened face. 'Shit! This will turn bad.'
