Back in Eternal Sky City, within the tranquil treehouse Yi Zichen had arranged for them, Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena sat facing each other, their gazes fixed on the Silver Dragon Spear lying between them.
The treehouse was still bathed in a gentle aura of life, peaceful and serene. Yet their hearts stirred faintly because of this recovered divine weapon, now even more mysterious than before. It was not only Gu Yuena's former weapon, but also the source of the constant call in their hazy dreams.
Compared to their memories from ten thousand years ago, the Dragon Spear before them had undergone subtle yet profound changes. Its shaft still possessed that elegant, slender streamline, but its once cold and pure silvery-white sheen had become far more restrained, as though covered in a warm, mellow patina. It felt warm to the touch and carried an indescribable affinity. This was the vitality naturally infused into it after ten thousand years of nurturing by the Golden Ancient Tree's vast life energy.
Yet that gentleness had not weakened its sharpness. Upon closer sensing, beneath the restrained silver glow lay the same invincible, fierce spear intent. It no longer flaunted its edge recklessly, however, but was like a slumbering giant dragon, poised yet unstruck, making it all the deeper and more dangerous. It seemed to have completed a transformation, evolving from a weapon of pure slaughter into a higher existence that combined creation and destruction, life and sharpness. It was itself like a miniature fountain of life energy, breathing and pulsating.
"Shall we begin?" Tang Wulin looked at Gu Yuena, inquiry in his black eyes.
Gu Yuena nodded slightly, her purple eyes focused. In perfect tacit understanding, the two of them extended their hands at the same time, releasing the power of their bloodlines as