A trace of gravity flashed across Tang Lan's face, but his gaze remained steadfast.
His resolute face was filled with determination, and his eyes revealed an unyielding will.
Tang Lan slowly walked toward Bear Monarch, his steps steady and his bearing as majestic as a mountain.
As he walked, Tang Lan said, "This ferocious beast may be strong, but I will not retreat."
The Dragon God Overlord Spear in his hand danced ever faster, its spear light flickering like a blooming peony—beautiful beyond compare and magnificently resplendent.
The spear light flashed with a dazzling radiance, as if it were about to illuminate the entire world.
Tang Lan's figure gradually vanished amid the swirling spear shadows, as though he had fused with the spear light.
His movements were fluid and natural, brimming with power.
Whoosh— Suddenly, the void trembled violently, as though the entire space had been shaken by a powerful force.
A silver-white spear appeared out of thin air. The entire spear gleamed with a cold, chilling light, like a silver dragon tearing through the void.
Accompanied by a piercing howl, it stabbed toward Bear Monarch, the shriek sharp enough to seem capable of piercing one's eardrums.
Wherever the spear passed, the air was ripped apart, leaving behind a clear trail.
As the spear appeared, a layer of dazzling brilliance suddenly burst forth.
That radiant glow was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating heaven and earth.
It enveloped everything around it, making one feel as if they had entered a dreamlike world.
The light contained immense power, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.
Tang Lan's spear technique was exceedingly strange. His figure flickered in and out of sight like a dragon playing in water.
His movements were light and nimble, impossible to predict.
At times he appeared on the left,