The Dark Red Spearhead pierced the Gold-Armored Man between the brows, forming a black dot that rapidly expanded.
Like a black hole, it swallowed all his flesh and divine soul in the blink of an eye, leaving only an empty suit of armor.
Even Chen Lin was stunned by the effect.
But he had no time to think. With a sweep of his sleeve, he collected everything the Gold-Armored Man had left behind, then turned into a mass of lightning and fled into the distance.
Activating the Dark Red Spearhead had consumed more than half his innate power. Worse, he had to hold it in his hand; he could not use it to attack from a distance like his other treasures.
Its limitations were severe, so he could not linger in battle.
Only after the Thunder God Sword had condensed into a true innate spirit treasure, further strengthening his innate power, had he become capable of activating the Dark Red Spearhead at all.
If another expert as powerful as the Gold-Armored Man appeared, dealing with him would not be nearly so easy.
Still, his thunderous display had cowed all the remaining experts. Each looked ferocious enough to tear him into ten thousand pieces, yet each pursued him more slowly than the last. None wanted to lead the charge.
Chen Lin extended his divine sense and noticed this, easing his anxiety a little.
He sped toward the eastern city gate.
Along the way, he encountered two squads of guards too blind to know better and reduced them to ash with the Burning Heavens Spear. Everyone else gave him a wide berth, and no one dared block his path again.
He charged straight to the eastern city gate.
A quick glance revealed that the gate was tightly shut. A woman in flowing