Qin Yuesheng stared wide-eyed in shock, unable to comprehend why a Grandmaster had appeared in Cyan Yang City.
Under the refinement of the Samadhi True Flame, the entire spear began to transform, slowly shortening from over ten feet to nine feet, eight feet, seven feet, finally reaching a length most suitable for combat.
At the same time, the Purple Flood Dragon horn appeared even more enchanting deep purple, and Elder Huai's essence wood was deep brown like copper, emanating a dull sheen on the surface.
In less than ten breaths, Zhang Longquan abruptly dispelled the Samadhi True Flame, and suddenly a burst of purple light erupted from the spear. A Purple Flood Dragon flew straight out of the spear, soaring into the sky, but was immediately ensnared by a massive spread of old tree roots, tethering it entirely and forcing it back into the spear.
