The spear tip moved.
There were no spear shadows filling the sky.
Only a single thrust.
But as that thrust shot forth, the formation markings in the valley cracked all the way from beneath Chen Changqing's feet to the Netherworld Sect Master.
The seal in the Netherworld Sect Master's palm surged forward to meet it.
Boom!
The two forces collided.
The black-and-red seal first halted, then a fissure appeared across its surface.
The Netherworld Sect Master's expression changed drastically, and demonic energy surged through both his arms.
"Be suppressed!"
Chen Changqing roared, and the last two chains on his body exploded into black smoke.
The Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear advanced another half foot.
Crack.
A second fissure split the black-and-red seal.
The distant spectators were already speechless.
Some wanted to retreat, but their legs would not obey.
The coffin-bearing Half-step True Lord outright turned to flee.
The moment he moved, Chen Changqing caught him out of the corner of his eye.
"Where are you going?"
The Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear veered slightly.
Its spear intent brushed past the coffin-bearing Half-step True Lord.
The black coffin split open on the spot.
The coffin-bearing Half-step True Lord was blasted sideways, half his body drenched in blood.
The Netherworld Sect Master was so furious that veins bulged at his temples.
"You dare divide your attention while fighting me?"
Chen Changqing lowered his arm, pressing the spear tip forward again.
"I don't need my full strength to kill you."
At those words, someone in the distance nearly cried out.
Such arrogance.
But the black-and-red seal was shattering.
The Netherworld Sect Master saw it too.
No longer caring about his dignity, he opened his mouth and spat out a black pearl.
The instant the pearl appeared, it sucked in every resentful soul nearby.
Chen Changqing