Deep within the great hall.
The space was quiet and secluded.
A stick of sandalwood incense burned slowly in the censer, constantly giving off a delicate fragrance.
Gu Huaibei, dressed in white as pure as snow, sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Her eyes were lowered, her hands forming a seal. She resembled a cold goddess of mercy, surrounded by an aura of bone-chilling cold.
Through the Cold Nether Spider's shared vision, Chen Changming could see Gu Huaibei clearly.
She was still so cool and refined.
The Cold Nether Spider drew closer through the shadows.
Gu Huaibei knew nothing of its approach. Even as an eighth-layer Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, she couldn't easily detect the Cold Nether Spider while it was using Shadow Stealth at the Divine Connection level.
Every shadow in the great hall belonged to the Cold Nether Spider.
It could leap through the shadows at will.
The Cold Nether Spider stopped three zhang from Gu Huaibei. Its mouth moved, and it spat out a jade bottle wrapped in a slip of paper.
The moment the jade bottle appeared, Gu Huaibei sensed it.
"Who's there?"
She cried out coldly, and the entire great hall turned icy in an instant!
The powerful aura of an eighth-layer Nascent Soul Realm cultivator swept through every corner like a rising tide.
At that moment, even the Cold Nether Spider was pinned down.
"Beautiful lady, don't attack! We're on the same side!"
A clear little girl's voice suddenly came from the shadow beside the jade bottle.
On the same side?
Gu Huaibei paused, then slowly rose and walked over.
Just then, the Cold Nether Spider revealed itself.
"The Cold Nether Spider!"
At the sight of the nearly transparent, rather adorable spider, Gu Huaibei was startled.
The creature ranked seventh on the Strange Insect