At this time, in front of Sam, a bright flame burst into life. Mmm? Sound transmitting talisman?
"In a quarter hour, arrive at the Seven Profound Martial House's martial stage! The Martial House shall be allocating resources to disciples based upon their ranking in the ranking war!"
The Martial House's resources!
With his heart full of delight, Sam strapped the long spear to his back and flew down the mountain as quickly as possible.
Although he was moving at his fastest speed, he was still 30% slower than before because he carried such a heavy spear.
Before, he might have jumped through the tree branches with impressive force and agility, but at present, he could only run through the thick, knee-high grass, each step flattening the foliage underneath him while he carried the spear on his back.
But this failed to cause distress to Sam. He was even more excited! Carrying such a heavy spear was also a form of practice!