Fang Yang's aura surged, six soul rings blazed beneath his feet:
Black, Black, Black, Black-White-Gold, Azure-Gold, Black!
Each ring pulsed with suffocating pressure, but the Black-White-Gold and Azure-Gold rings radiated apocalyptic might—as if holding cosmic ruin in their glow.
"Impressive presence," Yun Ming nodded, approval flickering in his eyes.
He held nothing back—treating Fang Yang as a peer.
Fang Yang smiled faintly, right palm rising—black flame erupted in his grasp.
This fire swirled with arcane runes, halos of primordial chaos flickering.
It burned silently—yet threatened to devour souls.
Since unsealing and refining this Heavenly Flame, its power had grown with his strength—boundless, terrifying.
"Pavilion Master—mind your step," Fang Yang warned.
Before his words faded—the black flame exploded into a roaring dragon, lunging at Yun Ming!
Space warped in its wake, soul power devoured mid-air.
Yun Ming stood unmoved, right hand closing on empty air—a divine spear materialized.
Atlas Divine Spear—forged from his lifetime of cultivation, essence poured into his martial soul, transcending limits to become a physical god-artifact.
The spear gleamed white-hot, translucent as crystal, its blade spanning a third of its length—razor-sharp, radiating searing light.
Beneath the blade—two ancient characters (in Chinese): "QING TIAN" (Sky-Piercing).
[T/N: The translation on the wiki is 'Atlas' in reference to the Titan Atlas from Greek mythology. Kinda weird since the Titan supports the sky but Yun Ming's martial soul is 'Sky Piercing' lol]
Yun Ming swung the spear—divine light clashed with the black dragon!
KRABOOM!
Flames scattered, heatwaves roared.
Yun Ming stood firm, expression calm—but close inspection would reveal a scorched scar etched onto the spear's flawless blade.
This black flame… could scorch even a god-artifact!
"Strange flame indeed," Yun Ming murmured, staring at the scar—surprise flashing in his eyes.
"To wound my divine spear…"
His gaze lifted to Fang Yang—anger kindling:
"Then I shall get serious."
Nine soul rings blazed—three orange-gold rings radiating divine terror.
Fang Yang felt the crushing pressure—but grinned, battle-lust igniting.
"Take this!"
Yun Ming thrust his spear—a white comet piercing heaven, aimed at Fang Yang's brow.
This strike seemed simple, yet embodied the ultimate truth of spear dao—simplicity transcending complexity.
Space twisted along its path, all sound silenced—only the spear's killing point remained.
Fang Yang didn't dodge, his black rings flared.
Third Soul Skill: "Flame Avatar!"
Black fire erupted from his core—hellish, world-consuming.
It coalesced midair—forming a towering avatar of black flame, runes swirling on its surface—pressure incinerating reality.
BOOOOM!
The spear impaled the avatar—thunder shaking the arena.
The avatar shuddered, black flames raging—yet held firm against the divine thrust!
Yun Ming's eyes widened—spear twisting, soul power surging.
"BREAK!"
Divine light exploded—the spear's force multiplying tenfold!
CRACK!
The avatar shattered, flame shards raining like dying stars.
"Three Thousand Lightning Movement!"
Lightning flashed—Fang Yang vanished, blue afterimages streaking through space, black rings blazing.
Second Soul Skill: "Annihilation Collapse!"
Fang Yang's fist clenched, black flame coiling around it—a punch carrying world-shattering force.
"Hm?"
Yun Ming's brow arched—his Divine Origin Realm perception instantly locked onto Fang Yang's motion.
At the last instant—he sidestepped.
The punch sliced empty air.
"So this is Divine Origin Realm perception…" Fang Yang muttered, stabilizing his stance.
Under that oceanic spiritual pressure, every move was laid bare—no secrets remained.
"Enough."
Yun Ming gripped Atlas Spear, tip once more aimed at Fang Yang.
He remembered the scar on his spear—revenge demanded!
Sixth Soul Skill: "Atlas—Skybreaker!"
The spear became a pillar of light—tearing heaven and earth asunder, stabbing toward Fang Yang.
A strike to slay Title Douluos!
Its pressure alone nearly crushed lungs.
"Universal Spear Technique—First Form: Sky-Piercer!"
A golden-black spear-light erupted—like a meteor reversing heaven, meeting the divine thrust!
Golden Dragon Spear!
This strike epitomized speed, precision, lethality—penetration will fused with black flame—piercing nine heavens!
KABOOOOOM!
Two apocalyptic spear-lights collided midair—soul power detonating, light shattering—both vanishing in mutual annihilation.
Fang Yang had blocked the unblockable!
"Your spear… is worthy," Yun Ming finally nodded, praise unmasked in his eyes.
But as he studied Fang Yang's golden spear, his brow furrowed.
A strange familiarity stirred—
"Why does this spear's aura… mirror Na'er's Silver Dragon Spear?"
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Outside the Barrier—Sea God Island
Ya Li watched with Na'er, both engrossed in the duel.
When Fang Yang summoned the Golden Dragon Spear, Ya Li's eyes narrowed.
She tugged Na'er's sleeve, voice hushed:
"Na'er—that spear… its aura and form… eerily like your Silver Dragon Spear?"
Na'er already knew the truth.
Gu Yue had revealed everything… and stolen her brother.
This debt burned in her heart!
"Yes, Master's wife," Na'er nodded softly.
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Arena
Yun Ming suppressed his suspicion, voice ringing:
"Fang Yang—where did you obtain that spear?"
He paused, hypothesizing: "Could you… possess twin martial souls?"
Fang Yang blinked—realizing Yun Ming linked it to Na'er's spear.
"Pavilion Master—you misunderstand," he shook his head.
"The Golden Dragon Spear isn't my martial soul—it's a unique weapon."
Yun Ming contemplated silently.
A weapon so sentient, so powerful—it defied mortal craft.
He nodded slowly—asking no more.
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