The iron spear was the pole of the blood-colored flag, which was why it was so long. It landed on the ice surface and was even higher than Xia Hou. The body of the spear was dark and dull. It was completely straight, devoid of any ornaments, and smooth beyond compare. The only difference it had compared to a rod was that one end was very sharp and glinted in the bright light.
Even though Ning Que had reacted at the most crucial moment and saved his own life, his arms hurt terribly from the shock. It felt like his bones were broken, and his chest felt uncomfortable, as if blood was gathering there.
The flag had torn and its pole had flown. An iron spear had flown all the way here from hundreds of miles away, tearing through the clouds. It could have smashed him to smithereens and he had almost lost his life. He found it difficult to imagine how much power was actually hidden in this spear.
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