"Dasheng,"
He gently grasped the long handle, as the halberd vibrated intensely, greedily devouring mana. Li Zhouwei's pupils shone with overlapping golden lights, slowly drawing it out.
"Humming..."
The long halberd cheered jubilantly as he refined it; the golden light suddenly burst forth from the central arc, landing on him, morphing into the likeness of a bright Mingyang in the vast sky.
The golden light vanished in an instant, as Li Zhouwei withdrew the long halberd, an epiphany rising fiercely within him:
"The Dasheng Long Halberd,"
This halberd did not have a strong murderous intent; it seemed to have been forged long ago, and had early on been placed into the cave heaven by the people of the Qing Song Temple, rarely stained with blood. Instead, it had been nourished by spiritual energy within the unified cave heaven above and below.
