Even the shadow of Ba Xia hovering over Yunshui City seemed to have suffered a great shock, beginning to flicker continuously.
"Too weak..."
"How can my descendants be so frail and powerless?"
A voice, majestic yet filled with endless disappointment, echoed within the shield of Ba Xia.
Shen Wen'an and Shen Wenxing were utterly bewildered upon hearing this voice.
After the blood-colored stream of light finished speaking, it transformed into a blurry phantom wearing crimson battle armor and holding a black war spear, standing at the boundary between the chaotic void and Yangnao Land. Its gaze, like lightning, scanned Shen Wenxing within the shadow of Ba Xia, then it hurled the black war spear forth!
"Junior, find a vessel for this king's weapon!"
The jet-black war spear pierced through the space in an instant, appearing right in front of Shen Wenxing.
