Shi Ao Arrives

On a certain part of the planet where the Mysterious Spirit Bees lived, a group of people leisurely headed toward the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race's territory. There were two leaders among them. One had four arms and four legs, and looked much like a spider—rather like Zhu Tian, whom they had seen earlier. Yet this person carried an imposing air in every gesture. A sharp glint flashed now and then in his deep-set eyes. Though he made no effort to reveal his cultivation, a terrifying aura still seeped out of him, enough to make anyone's heart quail.

His presence was far more terrifying than Zhu Tian's. His cultivation was likely much deeper, too.

Walking shoulder to shoulder with him was an exceptionally dashing young man, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He stood tall and sturdy, with a wild mane of golden hair cascading over his shoulders. A golden-yellow cloak draped over him as well, and he exuded an air of domineering authority. His every movement brimmed with confidence, and the bearing of someone born to rule flowed from him without effort.

A dozen or so people followed behind them. They seemed to fall into two groups. One group had distinctly spiderlike features and was presumably made up of members of the Death Nether Wolf Spider Race, like Zhu Tian. The other group bore a vague resemblance to lions and looked rather like Shi Mang; they were likely disciples of the Golden Lion Clan. The dozen or so followers regarded the two men before them with deep respect, standing like their guards.

"Mr. Spider, we owe your Death Nether Wolf Spider Race a great deal this time. Without you, we couldn't have found so many raiders to serve as cannon fodder." The dashing young cultivator bowed slightly to the leading