Shi Lang scratched his head as he saw a phantom materialize in the void. The person was a burly young man. He had a smirk on his face, and his chin was slightly raised. This was the remnant consciousness of the expert Flaming Spear. The dazed eyes told Shi Lang that the phantom was like a recorded message.
The terran said nothing when the phantom started talking, "Since you have seen through my trick, then I shall give you my entire fortune."
The stone stacked upon each other rolled to the side, and a space ring flew up. Shi Lang watched as the ring floated over him and landed in his stretched palm. The phantom continued, "This ring has my treasured spear. The weapon is a heavenly spirit artifact. If you can tame it, consider it your fortune. However, if the weapon is not tamed, it might kill you and leave. I have left a few jade slips inside with the recordings of my skills too. I hope you can master some of them."