After exchanging polite words before the fight, Duan Fan and Zhang Nanfeng released their martial souls at the same time.
The Fantasy Pen appeared in Duan Fan's hand, which he gripped firmly. At the same time, a yellow and a purple soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.
When Zhang Nanfeng saw the purple soul ring on Duan Fan, his gaze sharpened, and disbelief showed on his face. Still, this did not stop him from releasing his martial soul.
Zhang Nanfeng opened his right hand, and black, thorn-covered vines immediately spread out, coiling around him. His yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings appeared one after another, releasing a pressure of Soul Power close to that of a Soul Ancestor.
After releasing their martial souls, the two almost simultaneously activated their Soul Skills.
The yellow soul ring on Duan Fan lit up as his First Soul Skill, Life from the Brush, activated.
He gripped the Fantasy Pen and swept it forcefully through the air. Black lines flowed from its tip.
Duan Fan did not even need to carefully sketch anything. The black lines spread like ink on their own, instantly forming the outline of a Dream-Weaving Spider.
Then Duan Fan casually added a few strokes, and the Dream-Weaving Spider was fully drawn. Unlike the silver-line drawing he had made before, this Dream-Weaving Spider now had the style of an ink painting.
The instant the Dream-Weaving Spider was completely drawn, it seemed to be imbued with life. It came alive and landed heavily on the ground.
The Dream-Weaving Spider had once been only as big as a table. Now it was as big as a water buffalo, and its appearance was even more fierce and savage.
From the moment Duan Fan began to draw to the moment the Dream-Weaving Spider appeared and landed on the ground, not even three seconds had passed. The speed left Zhang Nanfeng momentarily stunned.
Even Fang Qingshan, watching from beside the Soul Fighting Platform, looked astonished, though he had seen Duan Fan use his First Soul Skill just a few minutes earlier.
The Thousand-Year Soul Ring has truly given Xiaofan an enormous boost, Fang Qingshan couldn't help thinking.
Looking toward Zhang Nanfeng, he saw that the moment Duan Fan used his First Soul Skill, Life from the Brush, Zhang Nanfeng's first soul ring had lit up almost simultaneously.
The black Ghost Vine in his hand rapidly spread toward Duan Fan, branching off as it grew.
By the time the Ghost Vines were about to reach Duan Fan, the original single vine had multiplied into more than a dozen. They all continued rapidly toward him, rustling as they went.
After drawing the first Dream-Weaving Spider, Duan Fan hadn't stopped moving the Fantasy Pen in his hand.
His yellow soul ring continued to flash as he drew five more Dream-Weaving Spiders in succession.
Including the first, there were six Dream-Weaving Spiders in all. Each was as big as a water buffalo, and they let out low snarls as they guarded Duan Fan from the front.
While Duan Fan drew the sixth Dream-Weaving Spider, the ones he had drawn earlier didn't sit idle. Rather than attack Zhang Nanfeng, they used their weaving ability on the spot, rapidly weaving a Giant Spider apiece.
The Giant Spiders were a size larger than the Dream-Weaving Spiders and looked even more powerful.
Of course, it took the Dream-Weaving Spiders longer to weave the Giant Spiders than it took Duan Fan to draw the Dream-Weaving Spiders.
During this process, Duan Fan demonstrated precise control, ensuring that the Dream-Weaving Spiders could use their weaving ability smoothly.
Each time a Dream-Weaving Spider began weaving, another one stood in front of it to protect it.
Once the first finished weaving, it would move forward to protect the next one as it wove. Their movements were as smooth as flowing water.
By the time Zhang Nanfeng's Ghost Vines reached a short distance from Duan Fan, nine spiders were already in front of him.
Six were Dream-Weaving Spiders, and three were Giant Spiders. The number of Giant Spiders was still growing.
Under Duan Fan's control, the spiders moved forward to block the Ghost Vines. Their sharp Spider Spears could slice the vines apart.
Even when Ghost Vines managed to wrap around them, their sharper mouthparts could easily tear the vines to shreds and break free.
Before long, the ground was covered with severed Ghost Vines.
It sounded like a slow process, but in reality, it had taken less than two minutes.
Seeing that his First Soul Skill had failed to break through, Zhang Nanfeng immediately used his Second Soul Skill. The second soul ring on his body suddenly lit up.
"Parasitism!"
Zhang Nanfeng muttered inwardly. A glint flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted in a subtle smile, as if everything were under his control.
The next second, countless Ghost Vines rapidly sprouted from the bodies of all the spiders that had advanced to deal with the vines, trapping them tightly and restricting their movements.
Only the two Dream-Weaving Spiders at the back, busy weaving Giant Spiders, escaped. By then, they had also finished weaving. The four spiders braced themselves side by side and continued helping Duan Fan hold back the Ghost Vines.
The spiders bound by the Ghost Vines struggled desperately, snapping the vines one by one.
Every Dream-Weaving Spider had been drawn by Duan Fan, while the Giant Spiders had been woven by the Dream-Weaving Spiders. They all shared one trait: they felt no pain.
No matter how tightly the Ghost Vines wrapped around them, it did nothing to stop them from struggling wildly.
The Ghost Vines were covered in poisonous thorns, too. Even when the thorns pierced the spiders and injected them with poison, their movements were unaffected.
At this sight, Zhang Nanfeng's previously confident expression changed. A hint of gravity crossed his face, and he immediately quickened his attack.
The Ghost Vines continued spreading toward Duan Fan. Even though the last four spiders blocked them, Zhang Nanfeng seized the opportunity to leave Ghost Vine seeds in their bodies as well.
The Second Soul Skill, Parasitism, activated once more.
Those four spiders were instantly bound too, unable to break free for the time being.
Zhang Nanfeng immediately seized the opportunity and controlled the Ghost Vines to attack Duan Fan.
After drawing six Dream-Weaving Spiders, Duan Fan's purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring lit up. He began rapidly waving the great pen and drawing.
Zhang Nanfeng knew full well that he couldn't let Duan Fan unleash his Thousand-Year Soul Skill. Otherwise, the course of the battle would change dramatically.
The Ghost Vines drew closer and closer to Duan Fan. A hint of excitement appeared on Zhang Nanfeng's face, as if he could already see victory within his grasp.
Just then, one of the Giant Spiders bound by the Ghost Vines broke free. It turned around, leaped backward, and once more shielded Duan Fan, blocking the Ghost Vines' attack.
The Ghost Vines could certainly go around the Giant Spider, but doing so would slow their advance considerably.
Duan Fan had already achieved his goal of slowing the Ghost Vines down.
Soon, another Giant Spider and a Dream-Weaving Spider broke free in turn.
But rather than immediately returning to Duan Fan's side to protect him, they charged straight at Zhang Nanfeng.
By then, some Ghost Vines had already gone around the Giant Spiders and reached Duan Fan.
Yet the excitement had vanished from Zhang Nanfeng's face. When he saw the spiders charging toward him, he realized something was wrong.
Looks like Duan Fan has finished his Second Soul Skill.
Zhang Nanfeng inwardly cried out in alarm.
Just as expected, the next second, a Giant Fox more than five meters long landed firmly on the ground. It brought its foot down hard on the Ghost Vines that were about to touch Duan Fan, crushing them to pieces.
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