"Good job in coming over!"
Cao Yuan looked at He Wanzhou who was charging toward him like a sharp arrow. With an explosive bellow, he reached out fiercely with his right hand and grabbed hold of the thick and black metal spear in the distance.
At the next moment, he flicked the spear's tip, sending endless essential Qi gushing out toward it. As a hint of cold gleam flashed by, the entire longspear was like a black dragon that had broken out of confinement, engulfing toward He Wanzhou.
Then as this spear tapped out, everyone felt like everything before their eyes was covered up by a layer of darkness and lifelessness. It was as if their own life or death were not in their own grasp.
The space was in disorder, and the spot on the spear's tip seemed to contain endless darkness. It was like a black dragon had opened its mouth, wanting to engulf the entire world.
