Cao Yuan's strap snapped, and the weapon went flying.
It was struck again by flying stones in the air with a sharp clang, tumbling repeatedly before finally thudding into the ground in the distance.
During that process, the tattered cloth wrapped around the weapon tore apart and slowly fell to the ground.
Amid the chaos, Xing Yang had never taken his eyes off the weapon. Now, he was completely dumbfounded, his vision going black!
Upon the scorched earth stood a weapon shaped like a trident, facing the wind.
A few strips of rag still hung from it, swaying faintly.
But.
This weapon no longer possessed its former dazzling, radiant brilliance. It was dim and lusterless, even covered in rust.
It looked utterly ordinary, like some burial object that had been buried underground and corroded by the years for centuries.
Xing Yang paid no heed to the debris whistling through the sky.
He cried in utter shock, "Grandmaster, what happened to the Time Halberd?!"
Cao Yuan's body went completely rigid. After hiding it for so long, the truth had still been exposed!
Xing Yang jogged over in a few hurried steps, dropped to his knees before the weapon with a thud, and reached out to touch it. The mottled rust on its surface was so thick it nearly cut his hand!
Xing Yang's pupils trembled violently. "Grandmaster, what happened to it? What happened to it?!"
Cao Yuan said nothing.
Xing Yang turned around and shouted furiously, "Say something! What happened to it?! Cao Yuan, what happened to the Time Halberd?! Cao Yuan!"
Xing Yang had actually called his Grandmaster by name!
Shock and terror had already consumed his heart!
The Time Halberd had become like this. Its power had likely been lost!
That meant none of them could leave this apocalyptic