Ji Jiucheng looked at Xu Zimo with indifferent eyes. The spear in his hand radiated spear intent that soared into the heavens.
Crimson spiritual energy surged along the spear.
The surrounding space first shattered, then collapsed completely.
Thunderous explosions rang out around them.
"So this is the spear technique the Seventh Prince created himself," some people below the stage who knew the rumors discussed curiously.
"That's right. They say this move is called Spear Approaches the Firmament. After comprehending the true meaning of the Spear Dao, the Seventh Prince fused it with Space Profound Meaning to create it," someone nearby explained.
"The Seventh Prince has already achieved so much at such a young age.
I'm afraid that among this generation's candidates to inherit the position of Imperial Lord, the Seventh Prince stands a very good chance!"
On the high platform, Ji Jiucheng's spear emitted prison-like spear intent, and that spear intent actually took on tangible form.
Behind him, it condensed into an identical spear, only far larger.
At this moment, the vast surrounding space had long since been unable to withstand the spear's might.
Space stretched on endlessly. If Wenren Jingshi had not been suppressing it from the side,
the space within a hundred miles of it would likely have been completely destroyed.
Above the heavens, winds rose and clouds churned. Crimson spiritual energy nearly dyed the spear red as well.
From afar, it looked as though it were engulfed in roaring flames.
As Ji Jiucheng moved, the enormous spear formed from spear intent followed suit.
He pointed the tip of his spear.
The spear intent behind him seemed to receive his guidance.
In an instant, it shot toward Xu Zimo to kill him.
This move was incredibly fast and contained the profundity of space.
For someone who had