A Spear Immortal—what was an Immortal? It meant reaching a realm on a particular path so far beyond ordinary understanding that people could scarcely comprehend it.
On the path of their deepest devotion, they were the symbols of the Dao in their age, the very end of the Dao.
Being formidable in Practicing Strength could indeed crush an entire era beneath one's feet, but if there was nothing worth passing down or praising, then after a thousand years, no one would remember him. His Internal Force could not be handed down, and later generations would not compete with him in strength.
Immortals were different. An Immortal was a towering peak that those who came after would strive to climb. Until that peak was surmounted, their name would endure forever.
In Practicing Strength, Glasses Chen was not particularly outstanding. But in the spear arts of Elixir Strength, he was the Immortal of the age. With a spear in hand, he was the king of martial combat!
"Do you think Master Huo will still go without a weapon this time?"
The woman in the mandarin jacket suddenly spoke from nearby.
"What do you think?" The woman in embroidered robes looked calm. "Using a weapon and not using one are two entirely different concepts. Even with a weapon, few could stand against the Spear Immortal. No one has ever done so unarmed. Even the Cassock Demon-Subduing Art must use a cassock as a weapon to contend against the king of weapons... He is a Supreme Expert; he holds the right to define the terms. Showing up empty-handed without carrying a weapon does not mean he cannot pick up something else to use. Bamboo poles, bricks, wooden sticks—they can all serve in place of weapons..."
Whooo—!
As another train pulled into the station,