Xu Tianming reached out and slowly gripped the hilt of the Golden Dragon Spear. The moment he touched it, the long spear trembled violently, and that red gemstone flashed brightly.
Golden light surged along the spear hilt and into Xu Tianming's arm, followed closely by a massive influx of information that shoved directly into his Spirit Sea.
Xu Tianming closed his eyes.
After a moment, he opened them again, the strange expression on his face intensifying.
The Golden Dragon Spear sensed the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core and also the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline within his body. In its judgment, Xu Tianming was the true master.
As for the Imperial Auspicious Beast that had originally acquired it, she was merely a temporary custodian. Therefore, this divine artifact made its own choice; it ditched the Imperial Auspicious Beast, tore through space, and came looking for Xu Tianming.
Xu Tianming lowered his head and looked at the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand.
Good grief.
Talk about a divine artifact falling from the sky while lying at home.
Karna looked toward the Golden Dragon Spear.
"Its aura is very strong."
"Of course it's strong."
Xu Tianming grasped the spear shaft, feeling more satisfied the more he looked at it.
"This is the Golden Dragon King's divine artifact after all."
The power of the Golden Dragon Spear was not merely sharpness.
It could devour the origin of life, turning the plundered vitality into its own power and feeding it back to the user. To soul beasts, this ability was quite simply a fatal blow.
As long as one was poked by the spear blade, their vitality would be rapidly drained away, and moreover, this spear was genuinely handsome. That was enough.
Xu Tianming never denied that he was a graphics-whiz, especially when it came to ornate weapons.
The shaft of the Golden Dragon Spear was a full two meters long, and the blade was shaped like a slender, golden dragon head. The tip was fiercely sharp, with faint red light shimmering along the edges.
Slender wing-blades extended from both sides of the dragon head, and the dragon patterns on the hilt stretched all the way to the butt of the spear. The tail end featured a smooth, golden spear pommel, and the moment one held it in their hand, they could feel a heavy yet overbearing power.
Unlike ordinary longspears, it did not require soul power to activate. Even if Xu Tianming injected soul power, the Golden Dragon Spear would absorb the surrounding heaven and earth energy on its own to maintain its sharpness.
Xu Tianming gently waved the spear shaft, and a muffled sound of air tearing came from the air. Where the spear blade swept past, even space rippled faintly.
"Good spear!"
Xu Tianming couldn't help praising.
"Does Master need to learn spear techniques?"
Karna asked.
Xu Tianming turned his head to look at him.
"Aren't you the best at using a spear?"
"Yes."
"Then that settles it."
Xu Tianming gripped the Golden Dragon Spear tightly, smiles gradually surfacing in his eyes.
Jingliu was responsible for teaching him swordsmanship, and Karna was responsible for teaching him spear techniques. In the future, he would wield the Golden Dragon Spear in one hand and the Heavenfire Greatsword in the other—unmatched in both spear and sword, the absolute GOAT!
Just imagining this scene felt outrageously exhilarating~~~
Xu Tianming clenched the Golden Dragon Spear tightly.
This spear came at far too opportune a time. With it, his future combat system directly filled in a massive gap. The Golden Dragon Martial Soul excelled at close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, and the Golden Dragon Spear could devour life; combining these two would elevate his close-combat lethality by at least a tier.
He looked at the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand and ultimately put the spear away.
Golden light flashed.
The Golden Dragon Spear turned into a streak of light and drilled into his Spirit Sea. Right there, beside the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core, an untroubled golden longspear extraed itself.
The dragon patterns on the spear body glowed faintly, as if waiting for the moment it could come out and slaughter all directions.
Meanwhile.
Far away in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Lake of Life remained shrouded in a dense vitality.
The lake water was a crystal-clear emerald green without a single ripple on its surface. At the bottom of the lake, however, countless tiny points of light swam leisurely. Those points of light were not fish, but rather a faint glow condensed from the origin of life. They drifted along with the lake water, nourishing every inch of land along the lakeshore.
All around the lake stood towering ancient trees that reached into the clouds.
The thickest trunk required dozens of people joining hands to encircle it. Twisted tree roots arched up from beneath the ground, intersecting to form a natural staircase, and the tree crowns blocked out a large swath of the sky. Amidst layers of branches and leaves, the calls of birds and the roars of beasts could occasionally be heard.
Here, there was neither the roaring of human soul tools nor the clamor of city lights, only the rustling of wind blowing through leaves and the low rumbles transmitted when various soul beasts moved about in the distance.
The core area of the Star Dou Great Forest—this was the true territory of soul beasts.
In this place, even an inconspicuous ancient tree might possess several thousand years of cultivation, and the lakeside gathered the most top-tier batch of soul beasts on the continent. Ordinary Titled Douluos who ran in here would not dare to act presumptuously in the slightest.
Di Tian stood right beside the Lake of Life.
He wore a black robe embroidered with dark golden dragon patterns, his figure tall and upright. A streak of golden highlights was mixed into his black hair, and those vertical golden pupils were calm and majestic. Even just standing there, he carried a pressure that made all beasts submit.
"Di Tian!"
A crisp, pleasant young-girl voice came from afar, carrying distinct grievance within it.
"My Golden Dragon Spear was stolen!"
Di Tian frowned, turning around to look in the direction the voice came from. A petite-looking soul beast rushed out from behind an ancient tree.
It looked like a little lion, its golden fur soft and very fluffy. Right in the center of its forehead grew a single, vertical purplish-golden eye, and the ends of its four feet were not ordinary beast claws, but dragon claws covered in fine golden scales. Small, delicate dragon scales also grew along its back and between its waist and abdomen.
When all three eyes opened together, strange light vaguely flowed within them. This was the Imperial Auspicious Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
Usually, this little beast rampaged unhindered in the core area, and almost no soul beasts dared to provoke it. But right now, it had completely lost its former prestige. After rushing in front of Di Tian, it squatted directly on the ground, its golden tail drooping behind it as the entire beast looked pitiful and aggrieved.
"The Golden Dragon Spear was stolen?"
Di Tian's expression changed.
That Golden Dragon Spear was transformed from a rib of the Golden Dragon King, and was also the exclusive divine artifact left behind by the Golden Dragon King. Divine artifacts possessed spirituality; aside from those possessing the Golden Dragon Bloodline, it was virtually impossible to gain its recognition.
Not to mention, the Golden Dragon Spear had always been kept by the Imperial Auspicious Beast. Although the Imperial Auspicious Beast was usually mischievous, she would never lie in front of Di Tian.
"Auspicious Beast, do you remember when the Golden Dragon Spear went missing?"
A gentle voice came from nearby, and then a woman wearing an emerald-green long dress walked over to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion. She had a head of very docile green hair, a gentle and graceful appearance, and eyes of a translucent emerald color. Her entire person exuded an aura of life, giving one the feeling of a spring breeze.
She was none other than the patriarch of the Jade Swan Clan, ranked fourth among the top ten fierce beasts, possessing five hundred and eighty thousand years of cultivation: Bi Ji.
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