The Silver Spear awakened, exuding an ancient aura that surged like a mighty river, spreading across many places in the world.

In a corner of the Ancient World, do you still remember that ancient sword that descended from the heavens?

The ancestral weapon of the Dongli Sword Sect, named—Yan Ku Sword.

Three hundred thousand years ago, the founder of the Dongli Sword Sect participated in a great battle and never returned. The traces of time were erased, leaving future generations unaware of what transpired in those ancient years.

“Zheng, zheng, zheng—”

The Yan Ku Sword, as massive as a mountain, suddenly began to tremble, causing the ground to shake violently. Rocks tumbled down, the earth cracked open. Clouds gathered into a mass, forming a huge vortex above the Yan Ku Sword, creating a terrifying scene.

A dozen Heaven’s Pride who did not go to the ancient star of Yanchang to watch the excitement were searching for fortunes near the Yan Ku Sword.

When these people noticed the unusual fluctuations of the Yan Ku Sword, they were terrified. Their bodies were suppressed by a dreadful force, unable to perform Dao techniques, and they were swallowed by the darkness within the earth’s crevice.

“Why is this happening?”

Fortunately, their Dao bodies were sturdy. Even though they fell deep into the crevice, their lives were not in danger, at most suffering some superficial injuries.

However, the feeling of having their internal Spiritual Qi suppressed was unbearable, as if their entire bodies were shackled, struggling in vain.

The Yan Ku Sword trembled for a long time, extremely agitated, emitting continuous sword cries.

Meanwhile, in the Supporting Flow Star Domain of the Northern Wilderness.

This star domain was very remote, incomparable to the bustling regions.

However, there was an ancient Restricted Zone here that no one could ignore.

The name of the Restricted Zone was Sky Abyss.

At the deepest part of Sky Abyss, there was a simple wooden house.

A meteor streaked across the eerie sky, the wooden door opened, and the Red-Dressed Girl slowly walked out.

She wore a veil, her long dress trailing on the ground, her eyes flashing with a strange light, her delicate face and graceful eyebrows, her voice soft: “The weapon that has been asleep for hundreds of thousands of years has finally awakened.”

Looking up at the sky, a trace of longing appeared in the Red-Dressed Girl’s eyes.

Her thoughts of Chen Qingyuan were endless.

Unfortunately, the Red-Dressed Girl was sealed within the territory of Sky Abyss, unable to take a single step outside.

Entering the world would mean death.

Because she was a person who should have died, surviving for hundreds of thousands of years, breaking the established order of the world, not tolerated by the heavens.

Hiding within Sky Abyss, she could avoid being discovered by the will of the Great Dao.

“The weapon spirit is shattered, it shouldn’t trigger the ancient laws.”

The Red-Dressed Girl was very worried that Chen Qingyuan awakening the Silver Spear would bring about a catastrophic disaster.

However, she had calculated thousands of times, confirming that the current spirit of the Silver Spear could not touch the traces of past laws, which was why she had let Chen Qingyuan go to the Dead Zone to retrieve the Silver Spear.

Even so, the Red-Dressed Girl still had a trace of worry, her delicate eyebrows furrowing, wishing she could accompany him.

“This time, you won’t fail again.”

The Red-Dressed Girl murmured to herself.

On the other side, many powerful figures in the world inexplicably felt a sense of unease, as if something major was happening.

However, no matter how these powerful figures calculated, they couldn’t figure out the exact reason.

“This era is different from the past!”

The contention at the Hundred Veins Banquet and the frequent manifestation of ancient anomalies in various places all heralded an unprecedented prosperous age.

“I have a very strong premonition that the momentary abnormal change in the laws of heaven and earth just now is greatly related to that brat Qingyuan.”

At the Academy, while contemplating how to conclude the Hundred Veins Banquet, Yu Chenran suddenly sensed a fluctuation in the laws, then calculated dozens of times to no avail.

Finally, Yu Chenran came to a conclusion.

It seems to be intricately related to my foolish disciple, and as his Master, I might have to clean up his mess again.

Sigh! It’s not easy being a responsible Master these days!

Why say “again”?

Uniting the Buddhist Sect of the Eastern Land, pulling the Song Family of the Ancient Clan onto the warship, and various hidden maneuvers were all preparations for Chen Qingyuan’s future, ensuring he wouldn’t be bullied.

“Taking this brat as a disciple, I somewhat regret it.” Yu Chenran joked to himself, shaking his head with a light laugh: “Tie more people onto the pirate ship, and no one will have a peaceful life.”

Abnormal situations appeared everywhere, fire clouds covering the sky, spreading across the entire star domain, encompassing hundreds of thousands of stars. Or spiritual springs gushing, like torrential rain, covering hundreds of sects.

Various strange anomalies attracted the attention of powerful figures worldwide. However, despite their best efforts, they couldn’t find the root cause.

Ancient World, the ancient star of Yanchang.

On the battlefield, Chen Qingyuan gently stroked the Silver Spear, feeling its powerful momentum, his clothes fluttering, hair disheveled.

Fu Dongliu bore the brunt of the pressure emanating from Chen Qingyuan, the suffocating feeling extremely intense, his pupils contracted, his body slightly trembling, the abyssal anomaly behind him seemed to twist.

“Unprecedented pressure.”

Is this Chen Qingyuan’s true face?

Fu Dongliu was excited, yet more apprehensive.

Although this immense pressure was likely caused by the ancient Silver Spear of unknown origin, since Chen Qingyuan could wield the Silver Spear, it was his own strength.

Just like Fu Dongliu, the advantage in cultivation realm was earned through his own hard work.

If one were to suppress their cultivation in a conflict, what would be the point of all the effort in cultivation?

“Come, fight!”

Fu Dongliu let out a long howl, enduring the overwhelming pressure of the Silver Spear, and charged with his blade.

Countless streams of light followed Fu Dongliu’s steps, surging towards Chen Qingyuan.

“Boom!”

Chen Qingyuan thrust his spear, instantly consuming half of his internal Spiritual Qi.

The Silver Spear radiated dazzling light and an unstoppable momentum.

In the blink of an eye, the two engaged in close combat again, going all out.

As Fu Dongliu swung his blade, the light of laws entwined around it, enhancing its power.

“Boom—”

In their first full-force clash, the momentum of the Silver Spear poured like a flood, destroying everything in its path.

The blade lights scattered across the starry sky vanished in an instant.

Even with the power of the abyssal anomaly, Fu Dongliu struggled to withstand Chen Qingyuan’s attack.

“Clang!”

The Silver Spear struck the blade, creating a tiny crack on its body, the light of laws entwined around it began to break, showing signs of collapse.

Such a powerful attack put indescribable pressure on Fu Dongliu, forcing him to retreat continuously, his face gradually becoming ferocious, teeth clenched, eyes wide, his expression incredulous.

“Splurt—”

After several breaths, Chen Qingyuan let out a loud shout, the Silver Spear breaking through all of Fu Dongliu’s defenses, piercing directly through his left shoulder, the terrifying laws following suit, causing even more severe damage.

Fu Dongliu kicked the Silver Spear, using the force to distance himself from Chen Qingyuan.

However, this action also worsened Fu Dongliu’s injury, his left shoulder was completely severed, only a piece of bone connected, blood gushing, his left hand losing all sensation.

“The number one in the Western Border, is just so.”

Chen Qingyuan stood with his spear, his white clothes peerless.