Eight Spider Lances

In the dim forest, a man and a beast faced off. The man was Chen Yuan, and the beast was a Man Faced Demon Spider.

Chen Yuan held the Seven Kill Sword, his gaze locked onto the Man Faced Demon Spider. Its savage figure was reflected in his pitch-black eyes, yet there was no fear on his face, only absolute determination.

The Man Faced Demon Spider glared at Chen Yuan, its eight eyes filled with human-like killing intent and cunning. It was furious because this human had caused its previous prey to escape. It would make this human its next prey instead.

"Hiss!"

The Man Faced Demon Spider let out a screech, spitting a ball of purple light from its mouth. The purple light shot straight toward Chen Yuan.

It was incredibly fast. When it drew close, the purple ball exploded into a web woven from purple spider silk. The threads were fine yet exceptionally tough, and their dark purple gleam carried the Man Faced Demon Spider's most terrifying corrosive poison.

Unlike ordinary spider Spirit Beasts, Man Faced Demon Spiders did not spin webs by spewing silk. They wove their silk into webs inside their bodies. Though they could only spit out three webs a day, that was already enough for their hunting needs.

With the purple web right before him, Chen Yuan remained utterly calm. He swung his sword, sending two intersecting sword qi forward. The instant they struck the purple web, it tore apart with a ripping sound. The two sword qi, however, lost none of their force and blasted directly toward the Man Faced Demon Spider.

The Man Faced Demon Spider was utterly baffled. Its webs had always been tough, and no prey had ever escaped them. How had it been shattered today?

But the two rapidly approaching sword qi left it no time to think. It drew its eight spider legs inward, intending to use the glossy black carapace on its back to block them.

Boom!

With an explosion, the Man Faced Demon Spider let out a miserable shriek. Its thick carapace had been sliced apart, and two crisscrossing wounds continuously spilled miserable green blood from its body. The foul stench made one's scalp tingle.

After landing his blow, Chen Yuan did not press the attack. Instead, he walked forward step by step and looked at the Man Faced Demon Spider as he said calmly,

"To Tang San, you may indeed be a Man Faced Demon Spider beyond his limit. But to me, you're nothing special. To obtain that supreme treasure, it seems I'll have to use some methods."

Upon seeing this, the Man Faced Demon Spider first retreated in panic. Then, as if enraged by humiliation, it charged at Chen Yuan again. Two spider legs rose high into the air, their barbed limbs like two purple-black spears as they stabbed down at him.

"First Soul Skill, Sword Drawn from its Sheath!"

Chen Yuan's first Spirit Ring lit up. Invisible currents of air wrapped around his Seven Kill Sword, doubling its sharpness and increasing its attack power by forty percent. With a swing of his arm, two flashes of sword light swept past, and two severed spider legs flew off to the side.

"Hiss!"

The Man Faced Demon Spider shrieked in pain once more, its massive body retreating again and again. It began to feel the urge to flee. This human before it seemed even stronger than itself.

"Did I say you could retreat? You're not going anywhere!"

A cold glint flashed through Chen Yuan's eyes. He pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot, using the force to soar forward. Once he closed in on the Man Faced Demon Spider, he slashed out again and again.

Facing Chen Yuan's assault, the Man Faced Demon Spider could only continuously block with its spider legs. But the price was that its legs were severed one after another, falling haphazardly all around. Miserable green blood splattered everywhere, leaving the scene in complete disarray.

Once every one of the Man Faced Demon Spider's legs had been cut off, its massive body crashed heavily onto the ground. Unable to move, its eyes filled with panic as it fell into an unprecedented crisis.

Chen Yuan walked over and stepped on its head. Holding the Seven Kill Sword, he stabbed repeatedly. With each thrust and withdrawal, its eight eyes were pierced blind one by one. Worse still, the process was agonizingly slow, subjecting it to immense torment.

While the Man Faced Demon Spider could still see, its eyes contained only Chen Yuan's demon-like figure. Regret, resentment, fear, hatred... all sorts of emotions surged into its mind. It was unwilling. Even in death, it was unwilling.

After blinding all of its eyes, Chen Yuan retreated several steps and slashed out with his sword. Empowered by his First Soul Skill, he unleashed an exceptionally terrifying sword qi, five meters long and gleaming with icy light.

With a crack, the Man Faced Demon Spider's entire body was split cleanly in two by the sword qi. Miserable green blood quickly soaked the ground, and all manner of organs spilled across the forest floor.

A moment later, milky-white currents seeped out and condensed into a purple Spirit Ring, but Chen Yuan had no interest in it whatsoever.

He searched through the Man Faced Demon Spider's mangled remains but did not find what he wanted. Chen Yuan's expression turned grave. Could this truly be an opportunity that belonged only to Tang San?

Chen Yuan frowned. After thinking briefly, he looked toward the Spirit Ring. An External Soul Bone differed from ordinary Spirit Bones; it had originally entered Tang San's body along with the Spirit Ring.

Chen Yuan circulated his Soul Power and waved his hand, using his immense Soul Power to directly shatter the Spirit Ring. Just as the purple Spirit Ring slowly began to dissipate,

the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse, which had already fallen silent in death, began to emit a faint glow. Without the Spirit Ring to serve as a vessel, its remaining energy condensed within the corpse.

Soon, a pale white gleam appeared within the corpse. It was a bone about the size of a human head, formed from eight barbed bone spurs. On closer inspection, it somewhat resembled the Man Faced Demon Spider's eight legs.

Chen Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. His journey had not been in vain; he had finally obtained this supreme treasure. Fortunately, he had been cautious. If he had allowed the Spirit Ring to dissipate on its own, he did not know whether this Spirit Bone would have condensed without anything to sustain it.

He extended his left hand, palm up, and infused Soul Power into the Storage Soul Tool on his index finger. A Fine Iron Box appeared in his hand. After casually opening it, he inserted the Seven Kill Sword into the gap between the Eight Spider Lances, lifted it with a forceful flick, placed it inside the box, closed the lid, and stored it back in the Storage Soul Tool.

The Eight Spider Lances carried the Man Faced Demon Spider's corrosive poison, so he did not dare touch them casually. Now that he possessed this supreme treasure comparable to a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, even if Chen Yuan knew nothing about medicine or poison, he was confident he could successfully make a deal with Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan.

So far, he had achieved his goal, but it seemed the matter was not yet over.

From the distant woods, three figures rapidly approached. Chen Yuan noticed them as well, raised an eyebrow, and thought,

The Peerless Dragon Snake, and Meng Yiran. They really did come after all. But with my background, there's no need for me to worry.

Very soon, the three arrived at the scene. Once they saw the situation clearly, all of them were greatly shocked.

Chen Yuan held the Seven Kill Sword, with three Spirit Rings circling around him—one yellow and two purple—leaving them dumbfounded.

Even the mess covering the ground was temporarily ignored. The three stared fixedly at Chen Yuan, as though they wanted to see straight through him.