(Comic version Xiao Xiao artwork)
Ren Zhu looked confidently at the three trapped figures within the web, a victorious smile appearing on his rough face.
The cage woven from a ten-thousand-year soul skill was airtight. The dark purple spider silk was still slowly contracting, every strand as tough as a steel cable.
Lin Ye stood in the center of the web, his gaze calm.
After the past few days of matches, he felt that the Soul Power he had overdrawn while using the Three-Headed Eight-Armed Dharma Image had fully recovered to its original level.
But what truly delighted him was that his Soul Power capacity still clearly had plenty of room to grow.
After the overexertion and recovery from that battle, the upper limit of his Soul Power had increased dramatically.
He slowly raised his right hand, and a flickering flame gathered at the tip of his index finger.
The flame was golden-red, burning silently at his fingertip. It was neither blazing nor violent, yet it carried a pure aura that seemed capable of burning all things to ash.
Samadhi True Fire.
Ren Zhu looked at the flame on his fingertip, his lips curling in disdain. "I know you have fire-type abilities, but sorry, my Blue... no, my spider silk is fireproof."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Ye formed his fingers into the shape of a gun.
"Bang."
The cluster of golden-red flame lightly flew out and landed on the web—
The flames instantly spread wildly along the spider web!
Golden-red light surged through the dark purple web like rivers of fire, spreading at terrifying speed. Wherever it passed, the spider silk snapped apart inch by inch and turned to ash!
Ren Zhu's jaw nearly hit the ground.
How was that possible?!
The spider silk of that hundred-thousand-year Man Faced