In the darkness.
Pang Jian stood with his spear.
Alien Power surged like pitch-black ghostly lightning along the shaft, instantly activating the numerous arrays embedded within.
Pang Jian keenly sensed myriad fine lines, like the extension of his arm's veins, filling the entire spear shaft!
The lines, thirsty like sponges, voraciously absorbed the pitch-black Alien Power he poured into them, causing the Astonishing Spear to suddenly shine in the darkness.
"One, two, seven."
Where the Filth Alien Power flowed, seven areas lit up, and the intricate and sophisticated arrays within began to operate quietly.
He hadn't even started to wield it vigorously, just holding the Astonishing Spear, he felt incomparably comfortable.
After being infused with his pitch-black Alien Power, the spear, which originally lay at the bottom of the pond, seemingly became a part of his body and soul.
The strange sensation of the weapon and soul being in harmony moved him.
