Yu Xiaogang looked at the mucus-covered web before him and gently brushed his fingertip over the edge of the silk.
Feeling the faint Soul Power fluctuations remaining on it, he rubbed his chin and mused:
"This spider silk is extremely tough and carries a faint toxicity. Judging by its age, it should be around fifteen hundred years old, which perfectly suits the requirements for Xiao San's third Soul Ring."
Flender heard him clearly from the side and immediately made a decision:
"Good. In that case, let's follow these traces and search ahead. Perhaps Tang San's Soul Ring will be settled here!"
A spider Soul Beast that had lived for more than fifteen hundred years would neither exceed Tang San's limits nor fail to maximize the effects of his soul skill. It was indeed an excellent choice.
Everyone immediately perked up and followed the intermittent traces of spider silk and the crushed grass ahead.
The spider silk glimmered faintly on the damp ground, guiding them onward. Before long, they entered an even denser forest.
The trees here were lush and spread their branches wide, blocking out the sky and sun. Even sunlight struggled to penetrate them, while the air was filled with a damp, fishy stench.
"The web ends here."
Yu Xiaogang stopped and crouched down to examine the area carefully. The traces on the ground abruptly ended at this spot.
"That Soul Beast is probably nearby. Everyone, stay alert!"
He lowered his voice and warily sensed the movements around them.
Su Yu's eyes sharpened. As his Soul Power surged, four ancient and formidable swords suddenly appeared. They were none other than the Four Immortal Slaying Swords.
The four swords floated in midair, their sword qi chilling. They shielded Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Qing behind them, forming an impenetrable