Waking up from the virtual warehouse, Fang Zhen was overwhelmed by shock, unable to shake it off for a long time.
A casually thrown spear from nearly a kilometer away directly took the lives of the two of them, such power was on a level different from them, these Refining Organ Realm martial artists.
And that spear, rather than a thrown long spear, was essentially a missile.
Especially when that power pressed down, it truly felt like a mountain crashing down, unavoidable, unstoppable, giving Fang Zhen a feeling of opening a new world.
Just as Fang Zhen was reminiscing about that spear, a communication request from the virtual warehouse sounded, and it was none other than Xiao Yuan's Frenzy.
"Captain Fang, you still going to the Death Mine later?" Xiao Yuan's Frenzy asked.
