Could this willow branch be the treasure here? Shen Luo wondered, but rather than retrieve it, he charged straight toward the two figures in midair.
With a flick of his sleeves, the Pure Yang Sword Embryo and the Dragon-Horn Short Awl shot out, turning into streaks of red and gold that hurtled toward Little Bear Monster from behind.
Little Bear Monster was fully occupied with his fierce battle against Nie Caizhu and paid no attention to what was behind him. Only when the two treasures came within a hundred feet did he suddenly notice them.
"Sunlight Radiance!" he barked. The spear in his hand blazed with golden light, dazzling as the sun. Its shaft trembled violently, giving off a shrill, buzzing whine.
Amid those vibrations, the spear suddenly vanished, as though it had teleported.
The next instant, the radiant golden spear appeared out of thin air before the Pure Yang Sword Embryo and the Dragon-Horn Short Awl. The golden light surrounding its shaft transformed into a streak of sword qi over a hundred feet long and as wide as a door. It radiated boundless sharpness, as though it could pierce anything, and slashed down with unparalleled speed.
The streaks formed by the Pure Yang Sword Embryo and the Dragon-Horn Short Awl were already swift, but compared with the spear's sword qi, they were as slow as snails.
With a thunderous crash, the Pure Yang Sword Embryo and the Dragon-Horn Short Awl were knocked back. The spiritual light on their surfaces quivered and dimmed slightly, as though the strike had damaged their spirituality.
The spear also shot back, the golden light around it now shattered.
Shen Luo waved a hand to recall both treasures and halted his charge.
He watched the spear, a trace of deep wariness flashing in his eyes.