At that moment, a rustling sound came from ahead. Palm-sized little spiders crawled toward Ye Lin one after another.
The entire cave was packed full of these spiders. Their bodies were pitch-black, and their eyes glimmered with red light in the darkness, making them look utterly terrifying.
"Sp... spiders."
Nangong Yanran clutched Ye Lin's arm even tighter, her eyes filled with fear as she kept burrowing into his embrace, as though that was the only truly safe place.
Ye Lin was utterly speechless. For some reason, he could not summon even a trace of hostility toward this woman. If it had been any other unfamiliar woman, Ye Lin would have thrown her to the spiders long ago.
This was far too strange.
However, Ye Lin did not dwell on it. He slowly raised his left hand, since Nangong Yanran had his right arm locked tightly in her embrace, leaving him unable to lift it.
Ye Lin extended his palm. In an instant, a flame appeared, Phoenix Fire spiraling within his hand.
With a light flick of his hand, Phoenix Fire flew toward one of the spiders.
The moment it touched that spider, Phoenix Fire suddenly blazed fiercely. Any spider touched by Phoenix Fire turned to ash within a second.
Blazing flames immediately rose throughout the cave, the firelight illuminating every corner. The spiders' numbers rapidly dwindled at a rate visible to the naked eye.
After several minutes of burning, the spiders' numbers had greatly decreased. The remaining spiders crawled deeper into the cave without looking back, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
They had thought they were two little lambs, never expecting there to be a great tiger among them.
Damn it, they had lost at least eighty percent of their clan this time.
"Let go."
Ye Lin spoke