"Spear Dao? Could that be Lin Sheng?"
"That's the origin true meaning of the Spear Dao."
The powerful spear intent that suddenly erupted made everyone on the meditation cushions open their eyes and look over in astonishment.
Even with Dao Domains surrounding them and screening out outside disturbances, this spear intent, which reached straight to the origin true meaning, crossed those barriers and startled awake many who had been completely immersed in their contemplation.
Above one of the meditation cushions, a figure hovered in midair, holding a pitch-black divine spear with a dazzling silver tip.
In the void behind him, the faint outline of a heaven-piercing spear coalesced, giving the impression that heaven and earth had been gathered into his palm and forged into a spear.
The spear, ancestor of all weapons, swept all before it!
Everyone sensed both a piercing edge and an ocean's steadiness from him. He was domineering and sharp, yet neither flighty nor arrogant.
"He actually condensed the origin true meaning. I remember he hasn't been here all that long, has he?"
"Lin Sheng's talent is exceptionally high too. He already had a heaven grade Dao heart when he first arrived, and he's only spent ten thousand years here."
"To comprehend the Spear Dao of the Ten Thousand Battles Immortal Art to this degree... Old Wang said that if someone like him became a True Immortal, he would be among the elite of his realm, able to fight a hundred alone!"
Everyone gazed at Lin Sheng's tall, straight figure with complicated expressions.
After Herding Saint and Bright Saint, a third person capable of challenging the True Venerable Tower had finally appeared. But it was not them, and they could not help feeling a little dejected and bitter.
Lin Sheng looked like a young man. Dressed entirely