The Menace of the Thirty-One Year Blade Spiders

In the Man Shan Tribe's village, a large group of Man Shan people gathered before the cave where the chieftain lived. Every face was exceedingly grave, and the air was thick with tension.

On the ground lay the corpse of a Sen Jiao Ling. Its skull and abdomen had been ripped open, its brain matter and organs completely gone. The sight was extremely bizarre.

Dong and Bu Lu had brought this Sen Jiao Ling back from the forest and sent it to Tuo Shan immediately.

"They've appeared again." Tuo Shan looked especially solemn as he stared unblinkingly at the Sen Jiao Ling's corpse. "Tell everyone to prepare. We're migrating away from here immediately. Start now."

The worry in Tuo Shan's voice was impossible to dispel.

"Chieftain, why are we migrating?" a confused young Man Shan person asked.

"The Thirty-One Year Blade Spiders have appeared."

Tuo Shan carefully spoke the name. It was a name that represented the Man Shan Tribe's fear and shadow. The older people present, those who had heard the name before, were utterly shaken—some were even afraid.

"Thirty-One Year Blade Spiders?" The younger members of the Man Shan Tribe still did not understand.

"You're too young. You've never heard of them. The Thirty-One Year Blade Spiders are dormant predatory beasts. They hibernate for thirty-one years and awaken once every thirty-one years, always on a massive scale. After killing their prey, they melt the prey's brains and organs with the acid in their bodies, then suck them out."

Several young Man Shan people could not help dry-heaving at the thought of it. The image was terrifying.

"Do you know why the Man Shan Tribe has multiplied here for seven hundred years, yet our population is still only three hundred thousand?"

Tuo Shan could not help opening the heavy