Alien Meng Yiran

Star Dou Great Forest.

"Third Soul Skill—Serpent Cane Domain!"

After obtaining her new Soul Ring, Meng Yiran demonstrated her new Soul Skill for everyone.

As the Serpent Cane appeared, a monster with a snake's head and a spider's body unexpectedly emerged behind her. A shrill screech rang through the air, and the powerful aura it emitted made Doudou take two steps back.

Not only that, eight scepters over twenty feet long appeared around her body. Green snakes coiled around each one, and she radiated the same savage aura as a Man Faced Demon Spider.

When this Soul Skill was first unleashed, it could briefly intimidate enemies. Her aura could cover an area of roughly fifty meters, equivalent to a small domain, and this domain would expand as her Soul Power increased. Moreover, within this range, she could freely control the Serpent Cane and use her First and Second Soul Skills until her Soul Power was exhausted or she voluntarily ended the skill.

This was a Soul Skill powerful enough to rival those of a Soul Ancestor.

"Ha ha, this skill is amazing!"

Yet just as Meng Yiran was immersed in boundless joy, her expression abruptly changed the next moment!

Meng Yiran's pretty face turned deathly pale. She immediately clenched her teeth, her face twisting into an expression of extreme pain, while an intense purple glow emerged from her back.

At that moment, she felt an inexplicably powerful force surge from her back. It could neither advance nor retreat, and the sensation was truly unbearable.

"Yiran, what's wrong?" Seeing her granddaughter like this, Chao Tianxiang's face was clearly filled with worry. She was about to step forward to see what had happened to her granddaughter.

However, Dragon Duke Meng Shu seemed to have already sensed something and stopped her with one hand.

Meng Yiran's pain did not lessen. Instead, it intensified. Her beautiful brows knit tightly as she felt as though her back were about to split apart.

Pain left her body drenched in sweat, bent like a shrimp. Then she felt as though her entire body were being squeezed dry. Pale red liquid even seeped from her skin, and as her Soul Power fluctuated violently, it vaporized the pale red liquid into the air, turning it into a faint red mist.

That was her blood.

Meng Yiran's brows were tightly drawn, her teeth clenched, and her lips pressed together. Her whole body convulsed slightly, while delicate beads of blood continued to seep from her skin. It was easy to imagine how much pain she was enduring.

Within the faint red mist, the soft cracking sounds of Meng Yiran's bones being compressed could even be heard. Every crack made Chao Tianxiang's heart leap. "This won't do, Sect Master, old man! If this continues, Yiran will be in danger."

Though Dragon Duke Meng Shu's heart ached for his granddaughter, he remained calm. "Don't panic, old woman. This isn't a bad thing."

Ye Buqun said, "That's right, Senior Snake Granny. Meng Yiran has encountered a stroke of fortune that others might not come across in a hundred years."

Hearing the two of them, the suspicion on Chao Tianxiang's face only deepened.

Although Man Faced Demon Spiders were relatively rare, they were not impossible to encounter. They were not legendary Soul Beasts, nor were they especially precious Soul Beasts. If one studied properly at a Soul Master Academy, one could determine a Man Faced Demon Spider's cultivation age from its appearance.

The limit for a Soul Master absorbing a Third Soul Ring was around seventeen hundred years; the Fourth Soul Ring's limit was around five thousand years; the Fifth Soul Ring's limit was twelve thousand years; the Sixth Soul Ring's was twenty thousand years; the Seventh Soul Ring's was between thirty and fifty thousand years; the Eighth Soul Ring could absorb those over fifty thousand years; only with the Ninth Soul Ring was it possible to absorb a 100,000-Year Soul Ring.

However, these theories applied only to ordinary Soul Masters. A small number of monstrous geniuses could break through these limits and absorb Soul Rings beyond their level.

Setting aside whether Meng Yiran was a genius Soul Master, the Man Faced Demon Spider Soul Ring she had absorbed was nearly fifteen hundred years old, still two hundred years short of the Third Soul Ring's limit. More importantly, she had already completely absorbed the Soul Ring, so why was this happening?

To Soul Masters, Man Faced Demon Spiders were somewhat superior to ordinary Soul Beasts. Although their Soul Rings carried a savage and domineering aura, as long as they did not exceed the prescribed age limit and the Soul Master's will was firm during absorption, there was basically no danger. This should not have happened.

"Yiran, hold on! Your will must not waver!" Dragon Duke Meng Shu called out in reminder.

Meng Yiran was already doing her utmost. With her will, she withstood wave after wave of pain coming from her back. Though bloody mist seeped from her body, she continued to resist this energy with her will.

As the energy fluctuations behind her continued to rise, the blood mist around Meng Yiran's body grew denser and denser. Those nearby could even smell a faint scent of blood.

At that moment, the clothes on Meng Yiran's back suddenly tore apart, revealing eight fist-sized bulges protruding from her spine.

"W-What is that?" Doudou covered her little mouth in shock. Everyone rushed behind Meng Yiran and saw the changes on her back. The pain she was enduring was self-evident. More fine, blood-colored beads of sweat seeped from beneath her skin, and her entire body began to convulse violently.

Then, the eight bulges on Meng Yiran's back ruptured. From each bulge extended a deep-purple leg, like those of the Man Faced Demon Spider.

Strangely, when the eight bulges ruptured and the eight legs emerged, Meng Yiran's brows relaxed and her complexion improved somewhat. Her body was still convulsing, but the spasms were far milder than before.

The glossy dark-purple legs grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. They soon reached one meter in length, but did not stop. At one point two meters, they paused briefly as joint-like structures formed at their ends, then continued growing until they finally stopped at over two meters long.

The eight glossy purple legs looked exceptionally dazzling. The closer they were to Meng Yiran's back, the thicker they were, while their ends narrowed to sharp points like awls.

Doudou's eyes were wide as she watched Meng Yiran's transformation. "Aren't those the legs of that huge spider?"

Although they looked extremely similar to the spider legs of a Man Faced Demon Spider, their colors were different. The spider's legs were black, while those extending from Meng Yiran's back were purple.

The matter was far from over. The eight spider legs on Meng Yiran's back seemed to come alive, lifting her into the air.

At this moment, Meng Yiran looked like an alien monster with eight spider legs growing from her back. The convulsions in her body gradually ceased, while the eight spider legs slowly wrapped around her like a huge purple cocoon.

Doudou's head was filled with question marks. In all her life, she had not only never seen such a thing, she had never even heard of it. Everyone could vaguely hear the spider legs move with creaking sounds—