Ding Hao looked over.
This simple and unadorned stone spear was polished in the most primitive way, which looked like an ancient war spear buried in China for thousands of years. The spearpoint had ochre stone, and its body, with a rough surface, was as thick as a duck egg. Given to a certain magical material used, the spearpoint and its body were intertwined with tree bark-like vines. A part of the spear body was broken, as if it had been broken by a certain great force.
This spear seemed to be a tool used by the primitive people to hunt and would not attract even a beggar's attention if it appeared in the world outside the Sage Battlefield.
But at this moment, it caught almost everyone's eyes.
The Demon Royal Bu Tianjue held the broken spear in his hand and threw it in a certain dire
