Lin Yingtian's weapon was a golden eighteen-foot serpent spear. The naked eye alone could not distinguish its material, but the sharp aura it emitted was enough to know that it was no ordinary object.
After leaping down from the rooftop, Lin Yingtian did not mount his warhorse; instead, he grasped the golden spear, stomped on the ground, and with a billow of his sleeves, he vaulted into the air, landing squarely in the midst of the two clashing armies.
The battlefield, where fierce combat raged just moments ago, suddenly seemed to freeze.
In fact, as soon as Lin Yingtian's powerful aura from the Yuan Dan Second Realm manifested, soldiers from both sides felt it. Now, witnessing Lin Yingtian standing at the center, the composure of the Brahman World Purifying Army contrasted starkly with the alarm of the Yu Yang Guard Army, creating an intense juxtaposition.