Even Three Rings Couldn't Hold It

"Shake it loose first."

Deacon Zhao gripped the middle of the Mountain-Shaking Spear with all five fingers. Once Soul Power exceeding level thirty covered his palm, the shaft, which had been trembling faintly, quickly calmed.

Lu Yuan did not rush to activate his Soul Skill. When testing Shock Edge before, Shao Ping had gripped his spear shaft the same way. If caught unprepared, Shao Ping's fingers would indeed be numbed by the vibrations, but once he reinforced his hand with Soul Power in advance, the enormous gap in their Soul Power meant Lu Yuan could not truly break free.

Although Deacon Zhao was far inferior to Shao Ping, he was still a genuine Three-Ring Soul Elder. His Soul Power was more than ten levels above Lu Yuan's current level, making him perfect for testing just how far the Mountain-Shaking Spear had pushed Shock Edge.

Seeing that Lu Yuan had yet to move, Deacon Zhao tightened his grip on the shaft. "Are you ready?"

"Here it comes." Lu Yuan steadied the spear with both hands, and his Second Spirit Ring lit up.

Shock Edge!

Dark silver patterns surfaced from within the spear almost at once. Rather than rapidly spreading in every direction as before, the vibrations surged along the shaft and concentrated in Deacon Zhao's palm.

Buzz!

The flesh on the back of Deacon Zhao's hand visibly quivered, and the Soul Power covering his palm rippled slightly. Yet his five fingers remained firmly locked around the shaft; only his brow furrowed more deeply than before.

"Much stronger than before."

Lu Yuan did not lower the spear. "Can you still hold it?"

"If that's all you've got, then yes."

The moment Deacon Zhao finished speaking, Lu Yuan sensed a change within the spear shaft.

After the first Shock Edge ended, the Mountain-Shaking