One glance indicated that this spear was no ordinary weapon; it had to be at least of the Superior Profound Artifact grade.
The wielder of such a precious weapon would unquestionably have considerable strength.
Why did they throw this spear from the void, yet not hurt anyone?
Was it a show of deterrence?
As Lu Yongsheng was quickly evaluating the situation, a voice sounded from the void.
"Years ago, General Lu gifted me the Dragon Scale Saber. Today, I return the favor with the Black Nether Spear. I hope you won't refuse."
The calm and steady voice fell from the void, echoing in Lu Yongsheng's ears and all around the Black Tiger Army's base camp.
"Dragon Scale Saber…"
A vision of a young man suddenly popped into Lu Yongsheng's memory.
He remembered gifting a mid-level Profound Artifact, the Dragon Scale Saber, to Lu Yun.
"Is it really him?"
Lu Yongsheng laid his hand on the handle of the Black Nether Spear, instantly sensing a cold touch.