The Life-Taking Throat-Locking Spear descended like mercury pouring across the ground, bearing enough force to topple mountains and overturn seas.
Amid Song Yinglong's piercing roar, his long lance tore through the air and met it head-on, yielding not an inch.
Before spear and lance even collided, force filled the air, as though countless minute particles were crashing together. The faint rumble of wind and thunder arose.
In a flash, brilliant silver light enveloped the long lance, and the street fell silent.
The warriors of Crouching Tiger Villa and the Jintang Battalion soldiers, including Tao Gongwang and Tao Jingxing, felt every sound vanish from their ears.
Wind and thunder alike faded away.
But in the next instant, a tremendous roar erupted like a collapsing mountain and a surging tsunami. Vast force burst from the point where spear and lance collided, seething until the air itself seemed to boil and forming an enormous ring of surging air.
Dust and gravel flew from the ground. Some nearby warriors felt as though a heavy fist had struck their chests. With muffled grunts, they staggered back in horror.
At the same time, the magnificent warhorse beneath Song Yinglong let out a mournful neigh. Its four hooves slammed down against the hard bluestone pavement, and instantly, bones cracked and blood sprayed.
Yet the instant his horse toppled, Song Yinglong planted both feet firmly on the ground. He stood like a mountain, rooted where he landed.
The blue bricks beneath his feet hummed and trembled. Cracks burst across them with a series of sharp snaps, spreading more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.
Earth Vein Listening Force!
This was one of the force techniques Song Yinglong cultivated. By connecting the soles of his feet to the earth's veins, he could divert part of an