The rumble of [Tanyao] erupted from underground, with the final ash thinning out, yet the force remained, and the storm swept fiercely upward.
The Great Knight clad in heavy Bright Armor gripped a blazing long spear, its slender tip still stained with blood as red and fiery as flames.
This blood was still burning, genuinely like a flame.
"Swish—"
Jia Wei flicked his wrist, scattering the blood-colored flames from the spear tip, and coldly surveyed the figure that had fallen into the volcanic chasm.
He knew.
This spear was not enough to kill Gu Shen.
So he struck again.
Jia Wei raised his arm, lifting the Light Breaking Spear above his head, and amidst the thin air, countless brilliant lights converged, thousands of sparks colliding like stars, producing a crisp resonance, and then the spear was enveloped in pure light, transforming into a pure white color.
"Boom!!"
Jia Wei exerted all his strength to throw the Light Breaking Spear.
The void shattered.
