"Are you kidding me? I resonate with this place? Yang Chen, it's not that I want to say this about you, but are you looking down on me? You've used me for several shots already—don't you know my power? With me in hand, even if the heavens collapsed, I could hold them up for you. If you ask me, you might as well obediently become my little..." The God-Slaying Spear grew more and more arrogant, soon showing no signs of stopping.
Yang Chen said nothing. Yun Lu quickly snapped, "Hey, you rotten spear, did having your restrictions lifted and getting to roar a couple of times make you addicted again? Believe it or not, I'll have Rainbow and the others use restriction arts to seal that mouth of yours shut?"
What the God-Slaying Spear feared most was having its mouth shut so it could not speak. It immediately wilted. "Don't, Sister Yun Lu. Let's talk this out properly. I've only just come out and shouted a few lines, and you already want to seal my mouth. At least let me say a few more words before you seal it."
"Hmph, calling me sister? God-Slaying Spear, how old are you? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" Yun Lu said fiercely.
Yang Chen was not surprised to hear the two bickering. The God-Slaying Spear and Yun Lu had been quarreling day after day in the Eight Extremes Flowing River space for far longer than just a day or two.
Now that he had heard what the God-Slaying Spear said, he had finally confirmed something.
At first, he had guessed whether the God-Slaying Spear had originally been born here. Perhaps it had simply escaped on its own before falling into his hands. Yet everyone could still sense the God-Slaying Spear's aura here, which was