"What did you say?" Yang Chen asked in a deep voice.
"Ah? Nothing, nothing," the God-Slaying Spear hurriedly defended itself.
Yang Chen had naturally heard the God-Slaying Spear's muttering clearly just now. It seemed the spear had some knowledge of Daoist Ming Jin and Daoist Lingxi.
He had kept the Eight Extremes Flowing River space passage closed all along, so it had been impossible for the God-Slaying Spear to learn about Daoist Ming Jin.
It definitely knew something.
But this spear was exceedingly sinister and cunning, so he was in no hurry to ask.
It might have brought this up now precisely to make him value it more. If he showed an anxious expression and tried to question it, that would play right into the God-Slaying Spear's hands. Then, the spear would hold the upper hand.
Unfortunately for it, trying to play such tricks with him was still far too green.
The God-Slaying Spear was clearly much more frustrated. It had deliberately muttered a few words, thinking Yang Chen would anxiously question it. It had not expected him to remain so utterly unmoved.
Yang Chen said coldly, "God-Slaying Spear, do you see the stairs ahead?"
"This lord's eyes... uh, I—I see them." The God-Slaying Spear had just been about to roar at the top of its voice when it suddenly recalled Yang Chen's terror and immediately fell silent.
Yang Chen fixed his gaze ahead. To enter the Lingxi Dao Palace, he had to try employing more methods.
"Work properly for me, or I don't mind giving you more punishment! For a Spear Spirit like you, I don't like erasing you outright. I prefer slowly tormenting you," Yang Chen said in an eerie tone.
The God-Slaying Spear shuddered all over, thoroughly frightened. It would have been one thing before, but ever