Beast Attack, Demon Spider Summoning

"So many..."

"At least a hundred!"

"How could so many spirit beasts appear at once?"

The members of the Qingyun Sect were shocked, exclaiming in succession.

Lu Jiuyuan did not speak.

His gaze crossed the beast tide, looking toward the distant mountain forest.

The eyes of those spirit beasts were scarlet; they were not normal animal pupils, but a berserk state forcibly induced by some kind of power.

Someone was using special means to drive them, making them charge here like madmen.

In a place like the Southern Border, there were very few factions capable of such a feat.

There was no need to guess who was behind this!

The corners of Lu Jiuyuan's mouth curled into a cold arc.

Fenxiang Valley.

They wanted to use a beast tide to exhaust them?

And then emerge as saviors once they were severely wounded?

Their plan was certainly well-calculated.

Then he would let them see exactly what the strength of the mid-stage Taiqing Realm meant.

Lu Jiuyuan looked back at the Qingyun disciples behind him, his voice calm yet filled with power: "Everyone, listen to my command: form a defensive formation. Do not scatter, do not advance rashly, just hold your ground."

He turned around, facing the overwhelming beast tide, and slowly raised his right hand.

He found that option in the group function.

[Ability: Death Spider Emperor Third Spirit Skill -- Demon Spider Summoning]
[Source World: Douluo Continent]
[Ability Level: Ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring level]
[Effect: Summon a large number of Demon Spiders to fight for you. The quantity and strength of the Demon Spiders depend on the user's mental power and spiritual energy output.]
[Use? Yes/No]

Lu Jiuyuan chose "Yes."

At that moment, the spiritual energy within him began to surge wildly. The vast spiritual energy of the Taiqing Realm poured into that golden mark like a bursting dam, and a flash of purple light flickered deep within his pupils—the purple light of the Death Spider Emperor.

He pointed his right hand forward.

"Demon Spider Summoning."

The voice was not loud, but it sounded like an ancient incantation, stirring a visible ripple in the air.

The earth trembled.

The earth trembled.

Dozens of feet in front of the beast tide, the ground suddenly split into countless fissures.

Black fissures emitting purple smoke appeared, as if the earth had been torn open from within by something.

A rustling sound came from the cracks, dense and growing louder, as if something were surging up from beneath the ground.

Then, they appeared.

Countless black spiders crawled out from the fissures, each the size of a millstone, their backs covered in purple patterns, their eight long legs covered in barbs, and black venom dripping from their mouthparts.

Their eyes were deep purple, cold and ruthless, devoid of any berserk aura, possessing only a pure instinct for slaughter.

One, ten, fifty, a hundred...

The number was still increasing.

Lu Jiuyuan stood behind the swarm of Demon Spiders, his robes snapping in the air currents.

His face was a shade paler than usual, and a few crystalline beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

Maintaining the existence of over a thousand Demon Spiders simultaneously consumed far more spiritual energy than he had anticipated.

The spiritual energy of the mid-stage Taiqing Realm flowed out of his body rapidly, like a great river irrigating a hundred acres of farmland all at once.

But the effect was astonishing.

Those berserk spirit beasts charged to the front of the Demon Spider formation and were immediately surrounded by the dense swarm.

The fangs of the Demon Spiders pierced the bodies of the spirit beasts, the venom spread rapidly, and the spirit beasts' movements slowed, then stiffened, until they finally collapsed into the dust, twitching.

A few Iron-Back Bears used their brute strength to tear apart a few Demon Spiders, but more spiders immediately filled the gaps, drowning them in venom and sharp claws.

The charge of the beast tide was brought to a dead halt.

Those scarlet-eyed spirit beasts piled up into a bloody, mangled wall in front of the Demon Spider formation; the beasts behind trampled over the corpses of their companions to charge forward, only to be blocked by new Demon Spiders.

The air was filled with a thick scent of blood and the stench of venom; the roars, the screams, and the sound of shattering carapaces intertwined, deafening to the ears.

The Qingyun Sect disciples stared at this scene, all of them stunned.

Wen Min widened her eyes and dropped her jaw, unable to close it for a long time: "This... what kind of magic is this? Since when has the Qingyun Sect possessed such techniques?"

No one could answer her.

Lu Xueqi gripped the Tianya Sword tightly, watching the back of Lu Jiuyuan. A flash of surprise crossed her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by worry.

She could feel that his spiritual power was being consumed at an astonishing rate.

Jin Ping'er's Purple Glow Blade paused in her hand; her gaze shifted from those demonic spiders to Lu Jiuyuan, a strange look flashing in her eyes.

She had read many of the Hehuan Sect's ancient texts and had witnessed many techniques and secret arts from various sects, but this method of summoning demonic spiders was something she had never seen before.

It did not resemble any sect in this world.

Lu Jiuyuan, just how many secrets are you hiding?

The beast tide continued to charge, but its momentum had clearly weakened.

Those controlled spirit beasts seemed to have started feeling fear as well; the giant wolves at the back hesitated and stopped, a flicker of instinctive terror crossing their scarlet eyes.

Lu Jiuyuan's lips curled up slightly.

Scared already?

Not enough.

Far from enough.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power within his body surged once more. The cracks in the ground widened further, and more demonic spiders crawled out from beneath the earth.

As another wave of purple demonic spiders appeared, the beast tide completely collapsed.

The remaining spirit beasts let out terrified whimpers and turned to flee.

They no longer obeyed any power, seeking only to save their own lives.

A few slow-running spirit beasts were overtaken by the purple demonic spiders; massive pincers pinned them directly to the ground, and after venom was injected, they fell silent within a few breaths.

The cracks in the ground slowly closed, and the demonic spiders, as if having completed their mission, sank back into the earth one by one and vanished.

As the dust settled, the battlefield was left with nothing but the corpses of spirit beasts and a deathly silence.

Lu Jiuyuan withdrew his hand, his figure swaying slightly.

A hand reached out from the side, steadily supporting his arm.

He turned his head to see that Lu Xueqi had arrived at his side at some point; she still held the Tianya Sword in one hand, while her other hand gripped him tightly.

Her brows were tightly furrowed, and the worry in her eyes could not be hidden. "Senior Brother, you..."

"I'm fine." Lu Jiuyuan smiled faintly, his voice a little softer than usual. "The consumption was just a bit high; I'll be fine after a rest."

Lu Xueqi did not speak, simply supporting him without letting go.

The Qingyun Sect disciples behind them finally snapped out of their daze, erupting into irrepressible cheers.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"That was incredible!"

"So many spirit beasts, and he held them off all by himself!"

"Taiqing Realm... is this the power of the Taiqing Realm?"

Wen Min ran over, her eyes filled with concern: "Senior Brother, how are you? Are you alright?"

Lu Jiuyuan smiled slightly. "I'm fine, don't worry!"

"As long as you're alright!" Wen Min let out a sigh of relief, but she remained by his side.

His gaze drifted past the cheering disciples toward the distant forest. The aura there had completely vanished!

Those who had been spying had retreated silently the moment the beast tide collapsed.

They certainly ran fast.