Meanwhile, Tribute of Life transformed into a ball of green jelly-like substance that was quickly squirming in an attempt to extricate itself from the Golden Dragon Spear. However, the Golden Dragon Spear refused to let up, and regardless of how much it struggled and writhed, the light radiating from the Golden Dragon Spear continued to grow brighter and brighter, while Tribute of Life dimmed further with each passing second.

"Sect Master Tang, can't you stop this?" Yu Guanzhi asked in an exasperated manner. He had truly shot himself in the foot!

Prior to coming here, it had never occurred to him that something like this was a possibility.

A wry smile appeared on Tang Wulin's face. "I want to stop it, but I can't! I'm only a vessel for this spear; I can't stop it when it wants to do something. Divine tools have their own autonomous will and...