First Follower Born, Transforming the Human-Faced Demon Spider!

Facing the Human-Faced Demon Spider's deadly pounce, Lu Ming's mind raced.

Run?

He definitely could not outrun it! The Human-Faced Demon Spider's speed was among the best of Soul Beasts at the same level.

Fight head-on?

His soul power was currently depleted. Fighting it head-on would be no different from seeking death.

What should he do?

In that split second, a crazy thought surfaced in Lu Ming's mind.

If I can't beat it, then I'll make it one of my own!

Formless Transformation!

This technique could not only alter the shape of his own soul. According to the plot of Jujutsu Kaisen, it could also be used on other living creatures!

It was just that he had never tried it before, nor did he know how great the risks were.

But now, he had no other choice!

He had to gamble!

"Domain Expansion: Self-Contained Perfect Enclosure!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Ming directly activated his first soul skill.

Countless pale hands reached out from the void, but this time, they did not wrap around Lu Ming himself. Instead, they rushed toward the charging Human-Faced Demon Spider!

The Human-Faced Demon Spider clearly had not expected such a turn of events. Instinctively sensing danger, it tried to stop, but it was moving too fast. It was already too late.

In an instant, it crashed headfirst into the sphere formed by countless pale arms.

"Screee—!"

The Human-Faced Demon Spider let out a piercing shriek. It struggled madly, using its sharp spider legs to slice through the arms, but the arms seemed endless. For every one it severed, ten more immediately coiled around it, binding it tightly and leaving it unable to move.

It worked!

Lu Ming's heart leaped with joy. This Self-Contained Perfect Enclosure domain was a perfect "prison"!

He did not dare delay and immediately activated his technique...

"Formless Transformation!"

His spiritual power flowed through his palm and forcibly invaded the Human-Faced Demon Spider's soul.

"Bzzzz—"

Lu Ming felt as if his head had been violently yanked. A chaotic, savage, primal will filled with slaughter and hunger crashed wildly against his mind.

My spiritual power is still too weak!

So this was the soul of a Soul Beast?

It was filled with wildness, without the slightest trace of reason!

Submit to me...!

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, condensing his willpower into a single point before driving it viciously into the Human-Faced Demon Spider's soul core.

What he wanted was not destruction, but reconstruction!

Within this chaotic soul, he wanted to forcibly ignite a spark called "wisdom"!

"Creak... creak..."

The Human-Faced Demon Spider wrapped in white arms began to undergo violent, teeth-grinding changes.

Its hard carapace began to soften and reform. Its eight spider legs twisted as they retracted into its body, while its ferocious human face stretched and warped...

The process was filled with pain and blood.

The Human-Faced Demon Spider's screams gradually changed from piercing shrieks to low groans, until they finally became indistinct roars.

Lu Ming's face also grew paler and paler, sweat constantly sliding down from his temples.

Transforming a living creature's soul and body consumed far more spiritual power than transforming himself!

He could feel the Human-Faced Demon Spider's life force rapidly fading. Its soul could completely collapse at any moment amid this violent transformation.

If he failed, the Human-Faced Demon Spider would die on the spot, and he himself might suffer a severe backlash.

Hang in there, you bastard! You have to hold on!

Lu Ming poured every last bit of soul power in his body into Formless Transformation, accelerating the process.

Finally, just before Lu Ming's spiritual power was about to run dry...

The violent transformation stopped!

The white arms wrapped around the Soul Beast slowly dispersed, revealing the "result" within.

It was no longer a spider. A "human" emerged from within.

A "human" nearly two meters tall, with a slender build and paper-pale skin.

He had long black hair, and his facial features still retained a trace of handsomeness. However, several ferocious dark-green spider markings remained on his face, extending all the way to his neck.

What drew the most attention was his back.

Four spider legs like black knight lances, gleaming with metallic luster, extended from either side of his shoulder blades. They were slightly drawn in, radiating a dangerous aura.

His upper body was bare, and at the center of his chest was a bowl-sized hollow, as though someone had ripped out his heart.

His jaw, meanwhile, had an inhuman texture, resembling a carapace.

This appearance looked exactly like the Arrancar from Bleach in Lu Ming's memories of his past life!

It succeeded...

Lu Ming let out a breath of relief, staggered back two steps, then collapsed onto the ground and panted heavily.

He had successfully transformed a thousand-year Soul Beast into an entirely new species with a human form and rudimentary intelligence...

The newborn Arrancar slowly opened his eyes.

Eight tiny dark-green eyes had replaced the positions of normal human eyes, densely scattered around his eye sockets. They held no emotion, cold and hollow.

He turned his head, seemingly adapting to this entirely new body and this entirely new world.

At last, his gaze fell on Lu Ming, who was slumped on the ground.

Lu Ming's heart rose into his throat once more.

The most crucial moment had arrived!

Would this monster he had personally created obey his commands?

Or would he... regard him, his "creator," as his first prey?

The newborn humanoid spider stared unblinkingly at Lu Ming with his eight dark-green compound eyes.

There was only chaos and confusion in his gaze.

Like a newborn infant, he was trying to understand this unfamiliar world in his own way.

Lu Ming met his gaze, his heart beating faster despite himself.

Can I control him? Why isn't he reacting at all?

This was the "masterpiece" he had created only by risking a mental collapse and exhausting all his soul power.

If this thing refused to obey him, or even turned around and attacked him, then he would have suffered a huge loss.

Time passed, second by second.

Just as Lu Ming could no longer hold himself back and was about to strike first...

That Arrancar moved.

Slowly and somewhat stiffly, he knelt before Lu Ming on one knee.

Then he lowered his head, still marked with spider patterns, and uttered several indistinct syllables in a dry, hoarse voice that sounded like metal scraping.

"Mas... ter..."

It worked!

The heart Lu Ming had been holding in suspense finally settled.

An indescribable surge of excitement and accomplishment instantly swept away his physical exhaustion...

"Get up."

Lu Ming rose from the ground, doing his best to make his voice sound calm and imposing.

The Arrancar obediently stood up. His nearly two-meter height brought Lu Ming no small amount of pressure.