Just as that grayish-white spider silk came within thirty meters of Li Bufan's nape, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood on end without warning.
It was an instinct faster than Spiritual Sense, a sixth sense forged by the body through countless brushes with death.
Li Bufan's pupils contracted sharply. Before he even had time to think, his body had already reacted ahead of his consciousness.
Nine Yang Body Protection erupted at full force in that instant. Golden light burst from his body like a blazing sun suddenly rising, illuminating dozens of meters around him as brightly as day.
The spider silk hidden in the darkness, the dry bones, and the twisted tree trunks were all exposed in perfect detail beneath that light.
The grayish-white spider silk that had silently crept toward his nape abruptly recoiled the instant it touched Nine Yang Body Protection, like icy thread meeting a branding iron. It let out a faint hiss and swiftly retreated into the darkness.
The spider clearly had not expected Li Bufan to unleash such dazzling radiance at that moment. Its figure paused slightly amid the shadows of a distant web.
A moment later, a low, hoarse voice came from the darkness, carrying the air of someone looking down from on high. "Human, you have entered this king's domain. What do you want?"
Seeing that his tracks had been completely exposed, Li Bufan no longer bothered to conceal himself.
He slowly straightened up. The Seven Killings Blade flew from his storage ring and landed in his palm, its blade gleaming with a cold, secluded light beneath the golden radiance.
His gaze calmly settled on the depths of the web where the voice had originated, his tone as composed as if he were merely making casual conversation. "This junior has come