"Crack..."
"Crack, crack."
The spear shaft fractured inch by inch.
White Garment smiled.
The power of conviction.
The power of brotherhood.
Indestructible.
Tears filled Overlord's eyes. "My children have grown up."
The Bai Family, the Amir Family, and Abahan gazed at Ruan Huaimin from afar.
The spear shaft was covered in cracks, on the verge of collapse.
"Ah..."
"Patriarch!"
"Boohoo... Patriarch!"
The Ruan Family members in the city fell to their knees in anguish.
They knew that the patriarch who had always protected them was gone for good.
To the Dragon Kingdom, he was a villain, the source of every conflict.
To the gathering zone, he was a hero, a hero who sacrificed himself to protect the people.
Weeping filled the city.
The battle was nearing its end.
As a Lei Zi lifted the lid of the Old Man's coffin.
Old Ninth slowly turned his head.
That pale, aged face seemed to sense the hurt Old Ninth and Little White Tiger had suffered.
It had found peace.
The Old Man's smile seemed to tell everyone that he could rest easy.
His children could now stand on their own.
"Old Man, watch closely."
The two, having amassed the power of countless Awakened, shot out of the crowd.
"Ah..."
The two tightly clasped hands.
They raced up the straight spear shaft.
"This strike is for the Old Man!"
"Boom!"
The two leaped onto the butt of the spear.
"Demon Dragon Slays the Heavens!"
"Evil Tiger Falls into Hell!"
"Boom!"
Their combined strike slammed into the butt of the spear.
Before the terrified eyes of the people of Fei Island.
The spear that embodied the Ruan Family's hopes burst apart inch by inch.
"Ah..."
The pair's force did not diminish.
They hammered down punch after punch.
Until the entire spear was utterly shattered.