The Auspicious Beast had long known this day would come. From the moment she had chosen to stay aloof and watched Tang San escape Qian Renxue's search with her own eyes, Tang San had become a calamity fated for her.
The Auspicious Beast had naively believed that, since Huo Yuhao had repeatedly disrupted Tang San's plans, perhaps she had already overcome her tribulation.
But now, the Threads of Fate tightly binding her to the Eight Spider Lances mercilessly told the Auspicious Beast that it had only been wishful thinking.
His greed and desire for her power had never ended!
"Mystic Jade Hand?"
The tip of Wang Qiu'er's dragon lance trembled as she stared at the Eight Spider Lances' two front legs. The foremost joints of those legs had already turned the color of white jade.
Although her Golden Dragon Lance had just collided with the Eight Spider Lances' front legs, it had absorbed very little life force. It seemed that the jade-like spider legs could partially block the Golden Dragon Lance's devouring power.
This change made Wang Qiu'er's expression even graver. What she relied on most to hold back the Eight Spider Lances was the Golden Dragon Lance's natural suppression of them, yet Tang San's Mystic Jade Hand could partially isolate the Golden Dragon Lance's power.
The next instant, the Eight Spider Lances—or rather, Tang San's figure—became illusory.
With Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet, Tang San truly seemed to have transformed into a gigantic Man Faced Demon Spider, becoming a black demonic shadow as he charged at Wang Qiu'er.
So fast!
Wang Qiu'er felt as though dozens of Man Faced Demon Spiders had suddenly appeared before her. She could not tell which was real and which was fake.
If she could not distinguish them, then she simply would