Wu Qi’s group continued to search but there was nothing here outside of mud and soil.

“Sigh, it would be so nice if I could take that spear.” Wu Qi swallowed his saliva while looking at the spear created from eleven wills.

“In your dream.” Shi Hunlin shook his head: “This type of destruction is untouchable since it’s the ultimate move of an emperor before death. It contained the might of the Heaven’s Wills, the emperor’s might and intent to fight to the very end. This is the most stubborn of all intents, not to mention us, even a twelve-will emperor wants no part of it. The karma of this thing is too much, or someone would have come here to bury the emperor. No one can touch this ultimate murderous attack, that’s why the emperor’s corpse is still here.” He gently sighed at this...