Dark energy surged massively as that pitch-black arm merged with Jiang Zhuyun's right arm, the white cloth was lifted halfway, revealing the bronze-colored long spear.
The war spear, over three meters long, was held by a thick and giant arm. Together, they complemented each other as Jiang Zhuyun's face showed a pained expression, but his eyes were exceptionally high-spirited.
He commanded the giant arm in mid-air, wielding the war spear as if it were a club, slashing down. The shadow of the spear spanned the sky, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound as it smashed onto the surface of the water. The lake split apart, causing waves to roll to both sides, engulfing the light boat. The vessel on which Jiang Li had arrived, and the boat carrying Zhang Zhenyang and the other four, were all shattered by the immense force.