Clang! Clang! Clang.
With a sweep of Gang Wind, the vines on the trees snapped apart with crackling pops. Golden and black light crisscrossed and tangled, bursting with the ring of clashing metal. In less than a quarter hour, amid a dense spray of sparks, the black light shot away, smashing through rocks and trees along the way and plowing a furrow over a hundred feet long.
The Eight-Eyed Purple Spider Mother lay with all eight legs in the air, dizzy and unable to move.
Pitch-black spiders, round as rolling balls, gathered into an ocean of insects and rushed forward.
Heaven Centipede showed no fear. With a beat of its eight golden wings, it evaded the surging insect tide. Its hooked mouthparts opened, spouting corrosive Poison Mist. As the mist met the sea of black spiders, they were continuously annihilated. The little spiders swelled and burst, exploding into rings of green slurry with sharp, firecracker-like pops.
"How about it? Do you submit? Do you submit? Submit! Or! Not!"
Li Xianghan planted her boot on Yu Aoshan's head, speaking one word at a time and stepping down with each word. At the end, she repeatedly ground her sole across Yu Aoshan's cheeks, then bent down and reached out to search her for Gu insects.
Humiliation.
Endless humiliation!
Dirt clenched in her palm embedded itself beneath her nails, squeezing out billowing thick smoke. The Eight-Eyed Purple Spider Mother had been defeated again, and her Natal Gu's severe injuries rebounded upon her. Fury attacked her heart. Yu Aoshan spat out a mouthful of blood, utterly unable to resist any longer. Her head was completely buried in the dirt. Her face was crimson as blood, her teeth clenched tight, so ashamed and furious she wished for death as she struggled and roared, "I refuse