Kyrian remained still for a few moments after absorbing the spear.
He looked at his hands with attention. He felt something new circulating beneath his skin. It wasn't just his blood, it was something complete and structured.
The Crimson Spear was inside him.
It wasn't a common weapon.
In the memories he received, he understood immediately, that was a living treasure. A treasure created from the essence blood of an unknown being. Refined with countless years of cultivation.
"So that's it…"
The energy moved, flowing together with his blood as if it had always belonged to his body.
The spear had to recognize Kyrian. It didn't fight him, it only awaited instructions.
He closed his hands and took a deep breath. The memories began to unfold again in his mind.
When he received the memories, the first vision was total chaos.
