Qianye observed the area and saw that the cave was in disarray. A large number of rocks had collapsed, and there were broken limbs poking out from the mud. How could the goons survive when even the leader had been blasted to death?

Qianye flipped the man’s body over. His armor had been shattered, so the most valuable thing left on him was a grade-seven gun. The weapon was made in an elegant, classic design and there were gems and crystals embedded in its handle. Despite the seeming extravagance, one could see that its barrel was large and its structure was quite simple—the style of the neutral lands.

Numerous patterns on the handle formed the two words: Spring Rain.

The name was interesting, but when Qianye introduced some origin power into the gun and activated its origin arrays, he found that its performance was nothing to write home about. The array itself wasn’t as complicated as Cui Yuanhai’s, and its limited functions contained an unbearably weak defensive barrier.

Instead of protecting the holder, this weak defensive barrier would better serve to shine a halo around them. To be frank, the sole purpose of this component...