Yu Jing's long spear, slung across his back, had actually aroused people's curiosity long ago.
Sword cultivators like Ling Tian needed to wear their swords at all times. They would even bring them to bed, all to strengthen the connection between the sword and its wielder.
Generally speaking, however, carrying a weapon increased one's burden and hindered movement, so weapons were usually kept in storage containers.
That was why Yu Jing carrying a strange spear over two meters long looked so peculiar.
Moreover, although the demon-sealing cloth strips given by Abu could conceal its appearance and suppress its aura, the "Thirteen" who possessed Chaos Power could all faintly sense an utterly primal, violent energy within the spear.
When the demon-sealing cloth strips completely disintegrated, a spear that surpassed the bounds of ordinary understanding appeared before the world.
"What... what kind of weapon is that?"
The humans who had survived the transformations of the world all possessed supernatural abilities to some extent.
Yet even when looking directly at the spear through a screen, people felt an instinctive fear welling up from the depths of their hearts. They fidgeted uneasily before their computers, their hair standing on end, and their bodies even twitching faintly.
The sensation of seeing the bizarre weapon directly at the competition venue was even stranger.
A small number of spectators began twitching faintly, almost exposing their "true bodies."
"Hm!! This is!!"
Even Dean Long, who had already witnessed the chaotic celestial phenomenon summoned when the weapon was forged, was utterly shocked upon seeing the spear's true form.
A weapon like this simply could not be associated with words such as "justice" or "light."
Evil, chaos, unease—a primal, filthy object.
Whether it was the holiest High Priest or the most sinister Dean Wuxin, both were moved when they saw