Eight Desolations Spear Art, Northwest Starfall

A clear dragon's cry rang out.

"Roar!"

A golden Dragon Shadow shot straight from the spear tip toward the descending blood-red sword shadow.

"Eight Desolations Spear Art, Northwest Starfall!"

The golden Dragon Shadow surged forward, wrapped in a vast spear radiance like a burning star.

Boom!

A deafening crash rang out.

A violent shockwave swept in every direction, blasting a crater a hundred zhang wide into the ground.

Broken stone flew, and dust filled the air.

The clash drove Chen Changqing's second avatar back dozens of zhang. His feet plowed two deep furrows through the ground, and a trace of blood seeped from his mouth.

Even so, he remained standing, the Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear held across his body.

The shaft trembled faintly with a low hum.

True Lord Condemnation had also been forced back several steps. His sword hand tingled.

"What?"

As the turbulence subsided, Judgment looked down at his Judgment Sword. Disbelief flashed in his eyes.

A fine crack had appeared on the blade.

"How is that possible?" Judgment cried.

The Judgment Sword was a supreme-grade Quasi-Immortal Artifact. It had accompanied him through countless years of battle without suffering a scratch.

Yet today, a single thrust from an avatar of Chen Changqing, a junior at early Tribulation Crossing, had cracked it?

"His spear..."

Still stunned, Judgment slowly raised his head and fixed his gaze on the Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear in Chen Changqing's second avatar's hands. His pupils contracted.

"What kind of spear is that?"

Earlier, Judgment had only recognized the Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear as an Immortal Artifact.

Now it seemed the spear must rank among the finest Immortal Artifacts.

Chen Changqing's second avatar held the Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear at an angle.

Golden dragon patterns roamed its shaft, while a cold gleam flickered at its tip,