Chapter 620

It was wreathed in dense immortal radiance, clearly a supreme Immortal Weapon. Yet within that radiance lingered an icy killing intent, utterly opposed to the peaceful aura of the immortal path. Like ice and fire intertwined, it spread outward and became an invisible God-Slaying Weapon, sending ripples through the surrounding space.

At its spearhead, strange phenomena emerged in abundance. Faint images of magnificent mountains and rivers, and great stars revolving, could be seen, as though an entire universe had been condensed onto the tip of the spear. It lay silently across the Void, yet it exuded a terrifying aura capable of suppressing heaven and earth. Even the black-and-white mist within the Heaven Abyss became far more docile beneath its imposing aura, and even the fragments of stars slowed their rotation by half a beat.

"Kill!"

With Serpent Yaksha's furious roar, a savage gleam burst from its eyes. Its hands formed seals before it suddenly pointed at Meng Tianzheng. The Golden Spear seemed to receive its command. It hummed, immortal light blazing across its shaft as phantom dragon patterns howled and soared into the sky. Then, with a whoosh, it pierced the heavens, tearing through the air with a shrill whistle as it charged straight for the Immortal King Burial Cloth. Along its flight path, space was forcibly carved open into a long rift. Black lightning flickered within the fissure, brimming with the aura of destruction.

At that very moment, the Immortal King Burial Cloth shone with dazzling brilliance. All the star patterns across its surface lit up, as though countless stars were being born and falling within it. Vaguely, endless cries of battle could be heard coming from the Burial Cloth—the roars of ancient warriors, the furious bellows of an Immortal King marching to war, filled with unyielding fighting spirit.