The next moment, Yang Chen threw back his head and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Then he swiftly rose to his feet, gripped the God-Slaying Spear, and, accompanied by its sinister laughter, thrust it downward.
This strike contained no spear technique, merely a simple thrust.
Yet that alone was enough.
As the spear shot forth, a black horizontal line flashed through at astonishing speed, brutally smashing into the living statues in the tenth row.
Yang Chen had thought this strike would merely create an opening for him. Who could have known that the black line would be so unimaginably powerful? Not only did it turn the entire space upside down, but the statues in the tenth row were completely unable to withstand it and toppled over in a heap.
That was not all. The force swept toward the living statues in the eleventh row without the slightest intention of stopping, overturning them as well.
In other words, he could leap over two rows at once and head straight for the final, twelfth row.
This single strike had utterly crushed them. Its power was far greater than before the spear had acknowledged him as its master.
"What is going on?" Yang Chen asked in confusion.
"Hahaha, Young Master, you must be wondering why my power has increased so much. To tell you the truth, this still isn't all of my strength. Before, I had held back somewhat and never gone all out for you. More importantly, you and I had not yet established a master-servant bond. Now that I have acknowledged you as my master, our hearts and minds are connected, so naturally the power we unleash has increased enormously. With me here, how could these puny living statues possibly stop you?" the God-Slaying Spear declared domineeringly.
Yang Chen was both annoyed