Zuo Yu stood his ground, unmoving.
His palm gripped the black Long Spear. The weapon was covered in black, scale-like patterns that coiled around its entire length.
BZZZT!
The black Long Spear burst with dark light, a brilliant black radiance surging from his palm.
It transformed into wisps of black flame that enveloped the entire spear.
ROAR!
A clear dragon's cry rang out as the black light shot toward the sky.
From the Long Spear, a pitch-black pillar of energy shot forward.
RUMBLE...
As soon as the spear's image appeared, dark clouds of smoke abruptly materialized in the Celestial Vault, obscuring the blazing sun. The world was plunged into darkness, with only the gleaming, pitch-black spear glint shining with a blinding light across the arena stage.
Before the spear's glint even reached him, Jiang Chen already felt a terrifying threat.
