Zhu Changshou was overwhelmed with shock and anger, wanting to save his grandson but not daring to move. He felt that the blood-red big halberd seemed alive and that if he moved, he would surely die miserably.
His feeling was correct; the Flood Dragon Spear was indeed alive. If it weren't for Qin Yi's prior instructions, he would have long since become a dried corpse.
Qin Yi walked up to Zhu Changshou and said indifferently, "Your name means longevity, why do you seek death?"
As he finished speaking, he imprinted a handprint on Zhu Changshou's abdomen, the terrifying palm force almost shattering him, directly destroying his Qi Sea.
Zhu Changshou screamed miserably as he flew away, blood gushing out of his mouth.
Because his foot was nailed to the ground by the Flood Dragon Spear, half of his foot was sliced off as he flew, and blood gushed like a spring.
Qin Yi looked indifferent, causing the Flood Dragon Spear to vanish from sight.
