The Belgrath's official who had thrown the spear at Qingyi shuddered.
He was an expert of the eighth ring, equivalent to a False Immortal, and an extremely powerful individual with great chances of reaching the ninth ring.
Being one of Belgrath's favorite officials, he had received a magic scroll carrying that spear, imbued with one of his leader's strongest attacks and surrounded by stealth arrays.
He had aimed exactly where Qingyi's mana heart should have been, going into ecstasy when he realized that his attack had worked.
However, that ecstasy soon turned to sheer terror as Qingyi casually pulled the spear from his chest, throwing it to the ground.
The dread intensified as the hole created by the attack closed immediately, even the internal wounds healing in an instant.
"You're very courageous. Unfortunately, courage without power is worth as much as a brain without a body." Qingyi smiled.
The officer tried to retreat, but it was too late.
