How powerful was an attack unleashed by a peak fifth-tier Martial Ancestor burning its own life potential?
The halberd White Wolf thrust at Wang Chen was perhaps the best answer.
With this thrust, his essence, qi, and spirit all surged to their absolute peak, fully reaching the limit of the fifth tier, with even faint signs of breaking into the sixth tier.
Behind this powerful bandit chieftain, the force he unleashed transformed into substance, revealing the image of a fierce wolf raising its head and howling!
The surrounding bandits were all infected by the fearsome Killing Intent radiating from White Wolf. Their eyes widened as they roared in fury, their fighting spirit surging and churning.
Yet at this moment, within White Wolf's sight and perception, there was only Wang Chen charging toward him.
His blood and qi boiled within him, but his mind was calm to the extreme.
Instinct told White Wolf that if he could successfully intercept, or even wound, his opponent with this strike, he would surely break through to the sixth tier and enter the realm of Martial Venerable.
This was his opportunity!
The next instant, White Wolf's gaze met Wang Chen's eyes.
His aura abruptly stagnated.
Wang Chen's gaze was cold and indifferent, as though White Wolf's desperate attack was merely the blade-like forelimbs of a mantis blocking a chariot—so insignificant that it could not even enter his field of vision!
Nothing more than a tiny ant.
Clang!
Before White Wolf could recover his senses, the two sides had already collided head-on.
The fiery radiance of the spear met the aura-light of the halberd first. The latter instantly melted and shrank like snow splashed with boiling water.
Then the spearhead and halberd tip crashed together. The halberd head, forged through countless hammerings from Outer-Heaven Meteorite Iron,