Floating Sand Ghost Pavilion

As everyone looked on in horror,

On the distant, level sand surface, a raised mound of sand suddenly hurtled toward them at astonishing speed.

Sensing the movement behind him, Sixth Uncle's pale face hardened at once.

"Go!"

He then jolted violently, forcing Lu Feng's group back. With his only remaining arm, he struck the sand surface, launching himself into the air and charging straight at the incoming sand mound.

In midair, with death imminent, he flung out two Storage Rings and sent them into Lu Feng's hands.

The approaching giant sand mound exploded, and a massive crimson-black spider sprang out. It spewed a mouthful of spider silk, instantly binding Sixth Uncle in midair into a silken cocoon, then yanked him straight into its mouth.

Faintly visible within that ferocious, hideous maw was a bloody foot still being chewed.

Clearly, Sixth Uncle had most likely encountered this terrifying beast earlier.

Hearing Sixth Uncle's shout and sensing that this beast was no weaker than the sand wyrm they had encountered before, Lu Feng's group immediately followed his wishes and fled.

The giant spider behind them was clearly not satisfied with this meal delivered to its door. After swallowing half of Sixth Uncle's body, it paused only briefly before pursuing Lu Feng and the others once more.

Its eight thick, grotesque spider legs rapidly clawed through the yellow sand, bursting forth with terrifying speed across the sand surface.

Just as it was about to catch up, a concentrated force suddenly erupted from its abdomen.

Accompanied by a tremendous blast, the giant sand spider's charging body abruptly halted, and it let out a mournful scream.

It was Sixth Uncle's self-destruction!

Lu Feng and the others instantly understood the reason for the change. Their fleeing speed increased severalfold, unwilling to waste the chance at survival