The skeleton locking onto Yang Yan wielded a bone spear in its hand, every inch etched with countless runes.
The spear's tip was stained with fresh red blood, matching exactly with that on the deck, dripping rhythmically.
This spear had killed Immortals!
The skeleton suddenly moved, raising its right arm, hurling the spear at Yang Yan with ruthless force, as if it were a javelin.
Nascent Void was already prepared and transformed into a stream of light, charging fiercely towards the impending spear, even before Yang Yan could react.
At the same time, it urgently warned Yang Yan, "This is the Immortal-Piercing Spear, it once drank the blood of Immortals. Once thrown, it never misses its target."
Before the words could fully leave its mouth, the two magical artifacts clashed fiercely against each other.
Bang—
With a thunderous explosion, a storm erupted around them.
Nascent Void and the Immortal-Piercing Spear were in a fierce stand-off, neither yielding an inch.
