In the Bewildering Dustlands, a dark gray spear wreathed in ruinous intent flew out from Pang Lin's sleeve, thrusting straight toward Ling Yun.0

Ling Yun, hovering within the crumbling remains of the Spirit-Nurturing Hollow, felt a boundless light of destruction tearing his divine domain to pieces.0

"The Spear of Ruin, a supreme divine artifact!" he exclaimed.0

According to legend, the Spear of Ruin hailed from an ancient age and had been forged by a fallen Sovereign.0

That Sovereign's name had long been lost to the tides of time. Few knew of them at all, for their existence had been fleeting. They had left barely a trace in history. It was as if their past had been deliberately e...0