Fang Che said: "Simple and easy to understand, a good name."

Jun Lin said: "But you are different. The battles filled with killing that you will face in the future will even surpass mine; countless souls are destined to perish under this spear of yours."

"So, an ordinary name is not suitable."

Fang Che nodded: "I am also troubled by this. I always feel that no name is suitable, and I can't make up my mind at the moment."

Jun Lin said: "If that's the case, how about I give your spear a name?"

Fang Che was overjoyed: "Please bestow it with a name, elder."

Jun Lin looked at the still unfinished Divine Attribute Metal in Fang Che's hand, where a dense Evil Qi was already gathering at the spear tip.

The sharpness of the Evil Qi was about to bloom into a blade.

He took a deep breath and said: "What a heavy Evil Qi. When your Spear Technique is fully mastered, it will be one unparalleled God of Killing in the world. Every enemy who encounters this spear of yours will feel as though they've run headfirst into the Netherworld, with no chance of survival!"

Fang Che nodded.

This was also his own expectation.

As long as this spear moves, not a single living being is allowed under it!

Jun Lin pondered: "How about calling this spear of yours... 'Netherworld'?"

Fang Che murmured: "Nether Spear?"

"No spear."

Jun Lin said: "Just call it Netherworld."

He mused for a moment and said: "But if it's just two words, others might add a 'spear' when referring to it."

"Nether Spear doesn't sound good."

Jun Lin smiled and said: "Call it the Gate of Netherworld."

Fang Che furrowed his eyebrows, muttering: "Netherworld, Gate of Netherworld... good. A good name!"

The more he recited it, the more it aligned with his intentions, and his furrowed brows gradually relaxed. With a smile, he said: "I will call it Netherworld myself; to outsiders, it will be the Gate of Netherworld! All enemies who encounter this spear will simultaneously open the Gate of Netherworld! Indeed!"

"Indeed!"

Jun Lin smiled and said: "I look forward to you opening the Gate of Netherworld for all enemies, including that so-called God!"

Fang Che took a deep breath, his eyes glimmering, and said: "I hope I... won't let this trust down!"

Jun Lin smiled slightly and said: "Although I don't understand why you have a complete perfect Spear Form, this opportunity is already sufficient!"

"With this opportunity and having received my legacy, your future... will certainly not let down my Spear Technique."

His face suddenly lit up as he said: "My Spear Technique is nameless, but in the future, as your Spear Technique takes shape and you truly comprehend it, let's name it 'Netherworld', how about that?"

"Good!"

Fang Che readily agreed.

"That's wonderful."

Jun Lin laughed, softly saying: "I will impart the Spear Technique to you... pay attention."

"Ready!"

Fang Che immediately initiated the Infinite Scripture and Bingche Spirit Platform.

"From this day forth, walk your path of invincibility!"

Jun Lin's voice lingered as he slowly raised his hand.

A finger was pointed out.

Fang Che saw a finger in front of him gradually enlarging, slowly covering his entire field of vision.

The fingertip glowed with golden light.

It shone so brightly that even his soul was illuminated with golden light.

The finger gently touched his forehead.

In an instant, he felt an overwhelming influx of information pouring into his mind like a mountain torrent.

His consciousness became hazy, only feeling flashes of lightning and thunder shaking incessantly in front of him.

Planets in the universe exploded continuously before his eyes.

The entire starry sky was filled with brilliant fireworks.

Jun Lin's voice lingered: "This is the distillation of all I have learned in my lifetime... it's the essence of my heart... today I pass it on to you, and when you have mastered it, you must slay the demon gods... We men of our generation, refining ourselves in the mundanity of life, facing a thousand hardships and ten thousand temptations. Keep your heart firm, let your intentions rely on something, let your ambition have a place, and let your soul find peace..."

"To be human in this lifetime, to die without regret; in turbulent times, to hold your spear with no shame."

"In life, have no shame before the heavens and earth; in death, no regrets in your heart."

"..."

The resounding voice, like a morning bell or evening drum, constantly washed over Fang Che's soul.

Fang Che had already fallen unconscious.

Jun Lin's figure grew fainter, and the expression in his eyes faded away.

His fingertip remained touching Fang Che's forehead, and his body began flickering like an illusion.

He let out a long sigh: "Time is running out."

"Wujin, will you come with me or stay with him?" Jun Lin turned and asked.

The silhouette of the Wujin Spear wavered firmly and flashed into Jun Lin's figure.

Jun Lin sighed: "Alright, come with me... and fight in the next life."

His eyes flashed with light, and with a gesture, he said: "Come!"

In the distant Wei Wo Zheng Sect.

The Wujin Spear within the Treasury suddenly shattered silently into a pile of fragments.

Jun Lin laughed heartily, his form dissipating from the legs upward, slowly reaching his waist, then his chest and abdomen.

His fingertip still pressed on Fang Che's forehead: "I'll give you one more spear intent, and when you can unleash it, you must thrust a spear for me... against that so-called... God!"

Finally, his fingertip withdrew.

Jun Lin's face grew ethereal, and he sighed ruefully, filled with melancholy and reluctance: "I really wish to hold my spear and fight again, this heaven, this earth, this god..."

His gaze he fell on Fang Che's face, chuckling self-deprecatingly: "I'm too stubborn, having him is enough."

He laughed heartily.

His fingertip turned into a breeze and slowly disappeared.

His eyes watched as his hand slowly turned to nothingness, this void extending along his arm, and his eyelids gently closed.

His face was one of ultimate tranquility.

"Farewell... my world, which I've guarded all my life."

His face gently vanished.

All returned to nothingness.

...

In the distance, several dozen miles away.

Dong Changfeng sensed the surge of spear intent, as if it filled the heavens and earth, and with a sudden clarity, he sat down to comprehend it.

In a trance, the previously confusing parts suddenly became clear.

The spear intent of Duan Xiyang that had troubled him for centuries suddenly vanished completely, and even his soul was freed from the suppression of the spear intent, becoming clear and transparent.

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