Ning Fengzhi Covets the Eight Spider Lances

"This is the surprise I prepared for you. So, do you like it?"

Meng Yiran's cold voice rang out at that moment. Her tone was frivolous and amused, yet utterly merciless.

Tang San stared at her in shock, some of his earlier pride still lingering on his face. He wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, a strong bloody sweetness surged up his throat, and he spat it out with a puff.

The blood was crimson, yet laced with a thick purple hue. He had clearly been poisoned by something highly toxic.

Thinking back to what had just happened, Tang San had worn a cruel, triumphant smile as he swung his Clear Sky Hammer at Meng Yiran without the slightest pity or hesitation.

Yet before he could truly unleash the Nine Absolutes of the Clear Sky, Meng Yiran had already beaten him to the punch and launched a sudden counterattack.

Beyond the sight of everyone in the arena, eight bulges rapidly rose along the middle of Meng Yiran's spine. Immediately afterward, eight eerie dark-purple spider legs burst from her back and shot outward at lightning speed.

They gleamed with bright purple light. They were none other than the External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

—The External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances, had been a gift Ye Qifeng intercepted from Tang San and gave to Meng Yiran back then. It had also served as compensation for her losing the Thousand-Year Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent Spirit Ring.

As the Eight Spider Lances appeared, the fluctuations of Soul Power around Meng Yiran seemed to undergo a peculiar change. Her aura suddenly became far more chilling, and even the temperature around her body dropped noticeably.

This chill was not the extreme cold released by the Dragon Spear Martial Soul.