Zayden grabbed the spear and, with one strong pull, finally pulled it out.
He lifted the spear into the air.
Golden light shone brightly, and at the same time, his pupils suddenly changed color to golden. His aura also spread out strongly, filling the surroundings with an imposing pressure.
From the information he had received regarding this spear, he already knew the name of this spear.
The Divine Dragon Soaring the Heaven.
Truly a mighty name.
Zayden’s golden pupils then returned to normal.
The blinding light also finally dimmed.
The mysterious light that had never faded since ancient times finally disappeared at this moment.
Zayden then rotated the spear a few times before stopping and looking at it carefully.
’The weight of the spear is just right in my hand. And this feeling of connection to the spear...’ Zayden thought.
"Master, could you talk to me?" he asked.
"Of course I can. We can communicate this way, so you don’t have to use your lips. Just use your mind," his master answered.
Hearing his voice, Zayden felt relieved.
"So, do I have to bring you anywhere in the open like this, Master? If anyone sees you, they will definitely be attracted. I have no doubt that even ninth-stage cultivators would come looking for me and cause trouble." He asked.
"Yes, you have to bring me anywhere in the open. Don’t put me into a storage ring or any subspace as if I’m an ordinary artifact. I hate it."
Hearing that, Zayden could feel the contempt in his master’s voice and how much he despised being equated with other artifacts.
’He is a dragon after all. He has the pride of a dragon. Moreover, Master is a special dragon.’ Zayden thought to himself.
"But I know that I could bring you trouble if others saw me, so I can do this..." His master continued, and suddenly, Zayden saw the beautiful spear in his hand transform into a plain spear.
There were no dragon engravings or any details that made the spear look special.
Its aura also retracted, making it look no different from an ordinary spear that everyone could find in a training ground.
Zayden widened his eyes and looked at the spear once again. Despite the area already falling into complete darkness because of the absence of the mysterious light, he could still see the spear perfectly.
"Amazing, Master. You truly look like a normal spear which is used by many troops. Now I don’t have to worry if anyone sees you." Zayden said in amazement.
"Of course. In fact, I can also do this..."
His master then changed the spear’s size to the point that Zayden could no longer see it before making it return to its normal size.
Once again, Zayden was amazed.
But then he came up with an idea. He wanted to say it, but his master had already beaten him to it.
"I can see it on your face. No, I don’t want to keep getting smaller so you can bring me around easily. Changing my appearance is already lowering my pride, and it is already my limit. Unless there is something that forces me to do that, I will not do it."
Zayden swallowed his words and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Sorry, Master."
Zayden then looked at his surroundings.
He could see countless skulls and bones belonging to cultivators from the past who must have tried to reach the spear.
"Master, how did they die? I don’t see any signs of fighting. It’s as if they just died in their places without doing anything." Zayden asked.
"Almost all of the abyss area is under my control. I’m not letting anyone approach me. Heck, even if they can, I’m not letting anyone see my real body. If they could approach me enough like you, all they would see before their death is blinding light. All of them died because I crushed their souls by dragging their consciousness into my mindscape."
Zayden was surprised.
"You have a mindscape, Master?"
"Of course I do. Like I said, don’t equalize me with any other artifact." His master replied.
Zayden’s surprise was understandable, as he had limited knowledge about artifacts at his master’s level.
He did not know whether all artifacts at his master’s level were the same as him.
But hearing how his master did not want to be equalized with other artifacts, it seemed that his master was still a special existence even among artifacts of his level.
"I see."
Zayden could only lament those poor bastards.
If his master dragged those people’s consciousness into his mindscape, then there was nothing they could do but accept their deaths.
No matter how powerful they were, there was no way they could withstand the power of an artifact spirit that had the manifestation of a dragon with a body large enough to swallow countless stars.
"Then what made you choose me, Master? If I think about it, I don’t think I’m any special compared to these people who came to you. There were many of them, even ninth-stage cultivators." Zayden suddenly asked.
This was a question that had already been inside his mind for a long time, but he had never dared to ask.
Why him?
Why did his master choose him when, at that time, he was already on the verge of death?
What was so special about him?
Now that he had a chance like this, there was no harm in trying to ask.
"Let’s just say that you have the highest compatibility with me compared to them."
That was the only answer his master gave.
He did not say anything more and remained silent.
Zayden couldn’t help but feel that his master was still not telling him the entire truth.
"Anyway, I could sense many storage rings and artifacts among the bones. Their storage rings must contain many treasures or cultivation resources. Take all of them to support your future cultivation."
His master said.
Zayden also did not push it any further. If his master did not want to tell him the entire truth, then so be it.
He might find out in the future.
His gaze then swept across the surroundings, and he saw many storage rings on the fingers of countless skeletons and artifacts scattered across the bottom of the abyss.
His body shuddered.
To think that he had dragged his body past countless skeletons and scattered bones.
Zayden pushed aside his feelings and spread his spiritual sense. He made sure not to miss a single ring and any artifact.
"Excuse me, seniors, but I will take your storage rings and artifacts." Zayden said before taking the storage rings and artifacts by controlling his energy.
His energy moved like tentacles toward the detected storage rings and artifacts, picking them all up at once before bringing them to his side.
In the end, he managed to gather a mound of storage rings and other artifacts over three meters high.
’It will take some time to inspect the contents of each storage ring.’ He thought.
He decided that he would take a look at the rings later. He wanted to store all of the rings and artifacts inside his storage ring, but then he remembered something.
He took out a sword from his storage ring.
A long sword with beautiful engravings on its guard. The sword was also a Middle Sky Grade artifact.
This was the sword that had already accompanied him for so long.
In the last battle, he did not take out his sword because, at that time, his role was focused on taking the Heavenly Sword.
Zayden sighed.
"It’s good to see you again, Inferno." He murmured.
This was the sword given to him by his family.
A sword full of memories.
But now, he did not know if he would ever wield it again in the future.
At this moment, he had already changed and become a spearmaster.
"Keep the sword. If that is something you treasure, then keep it. Although you are a spear user now, don’t forget your roots. This sword was a reminder of how you reached this point." His master said.
"The sword is a part of your life and could even be said to be the foundation that helped make you reached this point. Without your sword, you might not have reached this phase where you could become a spearmaster this quickly."
Zayden nodded.
"It looks like you will have to rest for a long time. Thank you for already accompanying me all this time." He murmured to his sword one last time.
He then stored his sword in his storage ring again.
Zayden also took all the storage rings and artifacts into his own storage ring without leaving even a single one behind.
After making sure that he had taken them all, he looked at the sky.
The beautiful night sky hung in the firmament. But his heart couldn’t help but worry.
He needed to check on his family first.
He had already discarded his old attire and the armor that showed he was a Battalion Commander of the Imperial Family.
He then looked around to see if there was something that he could wear.
He saw a black robe nearby and decided to use it.
’It will do for now.’
Zayden then covered his head with the hood of the robe.
He also looked for a shredded piece of cloth and used it as a strap to tie the spear to his back.
He took a deep breath, and his eyes became focused.
He used the new movement technique that he had learned in the subspace.
Soaring Dragon Step, First Movement—Splitting Wind.
The ground beneath him cracked, and his body disappeared.