Was his Magic Armor shattered because he couldn’t resist God’s thunder?
Is his bodily defense even stronger than the fiery armor?
But if that’s the case, why did Yang Tian summon the Magic Armor when detonating the energy attack?
Isn’t that redundant?
With such thoughts in mind, Loki, David, and Alice couldn’t help but stare intently at him.
At this moment, Yang Tian, standing atop the skies, was enveloped by a streak of blue lightning.
Every pulse of lightning exposed Yang Tian’s skeleton visibly beneath his body.
It was evident that the divine punishment’s thunder remained potent and effective; even though the attacks had ceased, the damage lingered!
Soon, Loki noticed something strange.
Though the lightning inflicted severe harm on Yang Tian every minute, every scar it left emitted a green glow.
Then, to the naked eye, the scars rapidly healed, returning to their original state as if untouched!
Most importantly, Loki was very familiar with this green radiance.
It was the energy he had lent Peng Zhenyuan before Yang Tian devoured it.
Yang Tian could not only absorb energy but also utilize it to promptly repair damage?
A capability defying the heavens!
Imagine if Yang Tian wielded this ability in combat—consuming enemy energy to heal wounds and becoming impervious to enemy attacks. Wouldn’t that make him immortal?
"Who is he... Who exactly is he? Even ancient cultivators didn’t possess such an extraordinary ability!" Loki’s gaze deepened.
But soon, his profound thoughts transformed into an air of solemnity.
Because as Yang Tian ascended, Loki could feel his aura steadily increasing, growing unpredictable!
Yang Tian lowered his gaze to look at Loki, slowly raising his foot, and said faintly, "Step to heaven!"
Step by step, Yang Tian’s foot descended directly toward Loki.
Loki, seeing this, quickly raised his arm in defense.
But the moment Yang Tian’s foot touched Loki’s arm, Loki felt an unmatched force.
It pressed so heavily down on him that he was forced into a half-kneel underneath Yang Tian’s foot.
As one of Shangda’s own, to kneel before an ant?
"Damn it! How dare you!"
Loki roared furiously and prepared to unleash another divine thunder at Yang Tian.
But Yang Tian paid no heed, lifting his foot again.
Yang Tian’s foot swept aside Loki’s concentrated punishment thunder, struck down once more, and landed on Loki’s arm.
Loki sank further under the pressure.
This time, his single kneeling leg wasn’t enough; both knees buckled.
But Yang Tian’s assault did not relent!
A complete six steps. With each step, Yang Tian’s aura elevated bit by bit!
When the sixth step descended, Loki’s body could no longer withstand Yang Tian’s attack, collapsing entirely as green energy shimmered.
The energy began to slowly reform, but this time Loki’s energy was clearly unstable and trembled slightly, as though on the verge of scattering at any moment.
"Beast! You... vile creature! How dare you oppose God? I will destroy you, destroy you!"
Loki, feeling his strength compromised, lost his composure.
He was the God behind the myths, the Supreme God.
Yet here he was, reduced to a mere mortal.
This was humiliation he hadn’t experienced, even when defying Odin.
What did it mean to retain dignity?
So at this moment, his millennia of restraint crumbled, and Loki’s singular thought was to annihilate Yang Tian!
To kill the sinner who dared defy and humiliate him.
"Mole Cricket! Today, you must die!"
Loki roared harshly, his hand surging with immense pressure.
As brilliant light gradually dissipated, it revealed the object cradled by him.
A mighty golden spear engraved with intricate runic patterns at its tip, radiating an enigmatic glow.
"This... this is the Eternal Spear, Gunnar’s spear!"
Alice’s eyes widened, completely captivated as she gazed at the spear.
Its reputation preceded it!
The Eternal Spear was the mythical weapon Loki had commissioned dwarven blacksmiths to forge.
A weapon of unparalleled strength, marked with runic language at its tip—and imbued with a sacred contract!
Possessing that contract rendered the Eternal Spear Gunnar’s weapon nearly invincible.
It was said to be Odin’s weapon, referred to also as Odin’s spear.
Unexpectedly, it had fallen into Loki’s hands.
"Hahaha! I didn’t expect someone to recognize this spear!"
Loki laughed triumphantly upon hearing Alice’s words. "Indeed! This spear is Gunnar’s Eternal Spear! A force that conquers all!"
He glared coldly at Yang Tian, mocking him. "Insect, you forced Shangda to wield the Eternal Spear. You’re not even worthy to die by its blade! But today, out of God’s grace, you meet your end at the spear’s tip!"
With that, Loki whirled the spear in his hand, ready to hurl it at Yang Tian!
The spear—its true power known only to Loki—was commissioned by him from the dwarves for a specific purpose: to strike!
Once thrown, it would lock onto its target inexorably, leaving the enemy helpless against its approach beneath Gunnar’s deadly precision.
But just as Loki prepared to unleash the Eternal Spear, he suddenly felt a gleam of white light flash by his hand.
When he looked down in confusion, he was dumbfounded.
The spear tip—its sacred contract, the strongest part—had vanished!
At this moment, a soft voice could be heard. The spear tip had landed at Yang Tian’s feet.
Meanwhile, Yang Tian held a pristine Demon Saber, crescent-shaped like the moon, and whispered, "Say its name again—what was this spear called?"
What sort of spear was it?
Hearing Yang Tian’s voice, Loki froze.
For what spear was this truly in his hands?
It was, of course, Gunnar’s Eternal Spear—the ancient weapon of myth forged long ago.
But... But how could the spear, once feared even by Odin, crumble so easily?
This was inconceivable!
Even Loki questioned whether he had a counterfeit on his hands.
Yang Tian gazed at Loki’s stunned expression with a sneer in his heart.
Because he knew Loki wasn’t holding a fake; it was the genuine Eternal Spear, Gunnar!
Although Yang Tian had never seen the full scope of Gunnar’s true power before, his years of experience in refining methods led him to conclude that this spear was a top-tier Magic Treasure.
But its spear tip was the pinnacle of weapon craftsmanship.
As for the shaft, though made of celestial materials, it paled in comparison to the spear tip.
Above all, Yang Tian’s refining techniques were unparalleled!
His mastery of the Void Refining Furnace was supreme.
A revolutionary tool for enhancing spirits to their fullest potential.
This enabled Yang Tian to possess unmatched foresight.
Were it not for his own limited power, the pinnacle of Yang Tian’s refining skills could likely forge Immortal treasures instantaneously!
In this world, the Eternal Spear may be regarded as a divine weapon, but in Yang Tian’s eyes, its craftsmanship was crude!
Furthermore, Yang Tian’s Demon Saber had advanced into a high-tier Magic Treasure, wielding unmatched power. Striking once rendered Loki’s grasp on the Eternal Spear powerless!
Previously, at Xuan Girl’s command, Yang Tian secluded himself and accomplished two major tasks.
First, he eradicated the tremendous residual power of the consumed Divine Spirit and advanced Yuan Baobao to the intermediate stage.
Second, he elevated the Demon Saber from mid-tier Magic Treasure to high-tier!