Man Faced Demon Spider

After finding the right way to use the slime, Chen Jianshu grew bolder. After searching for a while, he soon found a gigantic Flame Beast.

Chen Jianshu immediately charged over with the Pyro Slime in his arms. When the beast spotted him, it spewed flames straight at him.

He raised the Pyro Slime in front of him as a shield. The flames struck it, resulting in a string of damage immunity notifications.

Fortunately, the Pyro Slime couldn't burn him; friendly fire was off, after all. The distance between them quickly closed. Seeing him approach without fear of its flames, the Flame Beast, which resembled a lion dog, let out an angry roar and swiped at him with its sharp claws.

"Noble Phantasm Projection! Fall!"

Chen Jianshu pointed at the sky, and six Iron Swords fell point-first. At the same time, he put away the slime and raised his longsword to block the Flame Beast's claw strike.

He certainly couldn't match this hundred-year Flame Beast in strength, but he wasn't trying to overpower it. He was locking it in a stalemate.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

The next second, the sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out. Six Iron Swords fell from the sky, piercing straight through the beast and pinning it to the ground.

The Flame Beast's defense was inferior to the Sword-Toothed Tiger's. Its strength lay in its flames, not its body, which was why the Iron Swords could pierce it.

Blood flowed freely as Chen Jianshu immediately sprang back. All he had to do now was wear it down until it died.

The Flame Beast seemed to begin its final counterattack. Fierce flames erupted from its body, melting all the Iron Swords embedded in it. Then it fixed its blood-red eyes on him and charged like a small, walking sun.

"Noble Phantasm Projection! Sword Wall!"

Chen Jianshu formed a sword gesture with his fingers and hooked them upward. Six Iron Swords immediately rose from the ground, forming a wall that blocked its path, while he retreated at top speed.

The Flame Beast crashed into the sword wall, melting many of the Iron Swords, but its body also gained numerous wounds from their blades.

After a half-minute chase, the Flame Beast's momentum grew weaker and weaker. Finally, Chen Jianshu killed it with a flying sword strike, and his Soul Ring's age increased once more.

"Whew, that final counterattack was pretty scary. Good thing my movement speed was decent, so it couldn't catch me."

After absorbing the spiritual power, he recovered some of his expended Soul Power. Projecting Iron Swords with Noble Phantasm Projection consumed a negligible amount, unlike the Silver Dragon Spear, whose projection consumed a great deal of Soul Power.

Moreover, projecting a divine artifact like that had a full five-second windup, enough time for him to die several times over. So he usually chose to project Iron Swords in battle.

That way, he could not only cast them instantly but also project multiple Iron Swords at once to fight.

The only drawback was that projected equipment was ultimately an imitation and very fragile, though the damage it dealt depended on his own attack power.

After dealing with the Flame Beast, his Soul Power filled up again, and he resumed wandering around.

"Save me... save me... somebody, please save me..."

After he had walked for about ten minutes, an unfamiliar woman's voice suddenly echoed through the surroundings. His breath caught, and he whipped his head around to see a woman lying prone in the grass.

Only her head was visible; the rest of her was completely concealed by the grass. Her eyes were misty, as though she were about to cry, and she looked utterly pitiful.

Chen Jianshu immediately felt the hairs on his body stand on end. It was a Man Faced Demon Spider! Other than bots, how could anyone in a place like this be calling to him for help? Something was definitely wrong!

First Soul Skill, Noble Phantasm Projection, Silver Dragon Spear.

He spoke silently in his heart while holding his right hand behind his back. The phantom image of a silver spear began to take shape.

One second... two seconds, three seconds...

A deathly silence settled over the area, broken only by the woman's cries for help and Chen Jianshu's breathing.

The woman seemed to realize her prey hadn't taken the bait and immediately changed tactics. Her pitiful, miserable appearance vanished in an instant. Her expression twisted, the corners of her mouth split open, and her smile turned vicious.

The sight filled him with horror. Even if he turned and ran, he certainly couldn't outrun a top predator like this.

Man Faced Demon Spiders could hunt thousand-year Soul Beasts at a hundred years old and Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts at a thousand. This one was at least a hundred years old and capable of killing a Soul Elder. He couldn't escape at all.

He could only prepare a killing move! Just as the Silver Dragon Spear was about to finish materializing, a dark purple spider flashed past like an arrow loosed from its bow, weaving an inescapable net around him.

It was incredibly fast, no slower than some of the top two-ring agility-attack Soul Masters. He definitely couldn't outrun it.

This is trouble... should I use my trump card?

His gaze was grave, and the thought of using his trump card—Na'er—flashed through his mind.

If he used the character card to possess his body, or summoned Na'er to help him fight, he might be able to deal with it. But he was in the Spirit Ascension Platform, and someone was probably watching him right now.

That would mean exposing his trump card in full view of everyone. When away from home, it was better to keep one's trump cards hidden...

While he was thinking, the Man Faced Demon Spider had finished weaving its inescapable net. The area around Chen Jianshu was sealed off by spiderwebs, and the spider was hiding somewhere, ready to ambush him.

The Man Faced Demon Spider was an old schemer too, a notorious camper on the Douluo Continent. Tang San was one as well; they were a turtle paired with a mung bean.

The next second, a figure darted toward him at tremendous speed, its spider leg, laden with deadly poison, aimed straight at his back. Chen Jianshu sensed its movement first thanks to his powerful spiritual power.

He turned sharply, raised the Silver Dragon Spear high, and gathered all his strength to hurl it.

"Heaven and Earth Throw!"

The silver-white spear shot toward the Man Faced Demon Spider's head like a streak of light. Sensing danger, the spider abruptly shifted aside.

But he had judged the distance well. They were only five meters apart, a distance crossed almost in the blink of an eye.

Puchi!

The Silver Dragon Spear pierced a section of a spider leg, and purple-green blood sprayed out. The Man Faced Demon Spider let out a piercing scream, then retreated repeatedly to open the distance.

"Noble Phantasm Projection! Go!"

Chen Jianshu pointed at the Man Faced Demon Spider again, and three Iron Swords immediately flew out. The spider hastily retreated at high speed, and all three swords missed, allowing it to vanish into the grass.

Although it had disappeared, the feeling that made his hair stand on end remained. Chen Jianshu immediately went over and picked up the Silver Dragon Spear, holding an Iron Sword in his left hand as he stood ready.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

The sound of a creature moving through the woods reached him. His last attack seemed to have enraged it, stirring the ferocity of the Man Faced Demon Spider as a savage top predator.

That hair-raising feeling still surrounded Chen Jianshu. He had to admit that the pressure from the Man Faced Demon Spider was far greater than that of every enemy he had encountered before. They weren't on the same level at all.

As he stood on guard, a large web suddenly shot toward him from the distance. It was the Man Faced Demon Spider's innate Soul Skill.

P.S. I have exams these two days and my schedule is a bit packed, so updates have been fewer.