Chapter 1182

"Lance, catch!"

One of the disciples from the Soul Reapers tossed a finely crafted steel spear.

As Lance grasped the spear, he appeared fierce and dominant. His exceptional spear skills and advanced training had made him a renowned figure. He was undefeated in the martial world for years.

Today, he intended to impress the martial community again with his exceptional skills.

"Brat, you're one of the few who have made me use my spear in years. If you meet your end today, consider it an honor." Lance scowled.

With a swift thrust, the long spear shot forward like an arrow. Lance quickly narrowed the distance as he held the shaft and spun it rapidly.

Instantly, he became one with his spear. He charged forward like a dark storm. As he moved, a whirlwind followed him, causing the nearby martial artists to tremble in fear.

"Celestial Pursuit!" Lance and his spear became an unstoppable force as he advanced toward Dustin. His menacing presence shocked the spectators.

"What an incredib