The longsword in Yang Yu's right hand blazed with icy light, unleashing a sword aura several zhang long.
The shield in his left hand gleamed with golden radiance.
Beside him, the Ice Soul Spider bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its savage nature fully exposed.
Facing the menacing Yang Yu, Song Wen remained utterly calm. A ring on his finger suddenly rose into the air, hovering above his head before swiftly transforming into a bronze ring over a zhang across.
The bronze ring cast down a bronze-colored glow, condensing into a shield that tightly covered Song Wen's limbs and body. Then, with a flash of movement, he charged straight toward Yang Yu.
Seeing Song Wen rush at him so arrogantly, barehanded, Yang Yu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
He raised his sword high and slashed it down at Song Wen.
At the same time, leveraging its enormous ten-zhang frame, the Ice Soul Spider thrust its two sharp forelegs down from above like two gigantic spears.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three piercing clashes of metal rang out.
The sword and the two forelegs struck the azure shield as though they had hit an ancient, indestructible boulder, failing to budge it in the slightest. Yet the immense force they carried abruptly halted Song Wen's forward charge, as if he had crashed into an invisible mountain.
Roar!
The giant corpse Song Wen had transformed into seemed to have been enraged, raising its head and roaring at the sky.
With a thought, the bronze ring above his head conjured a phantom that shot toward the Ice Soul Spider.
The Ice Soul Spider did not know what threat the phantom bronze ring posed, but instinctively swung its forelegs to block it.
However, its forelegs passed straight through the phantom without encountering any resistance.
It could only