Nine-Eyed Demon Spider

Lin Yu and Han Shanshan ventured deeper, the ice beneath their feet gradually shifting from snowy white to pale blue, then from pale blue to bottomless black.

The cold was no longer merely low temperature, but a bone-chilling frost capable of corroding the soul.

Yet more than the piercing cold, what concerned Lin Yu was the constant probing of his soul coming from deep within the ice field.

That force was extraordinarily concealed, faintly present and faintly absent, like a pair of half-open eyes in the depths of darkness, silently gauging the strength of the two intruders.

Lin Yu curled his lips into a smile. The Bone Spirit Cold Flame was getting closer and closer.

When the black ice beneath their feet began to emit strange sizzling sounds, the Death Domain was already within reach.

It was a black domain of ice, completely unlike the ice plains outside.

The entire Death Domain was shrouded in a suffocating stillness. Between heaven and earth, there was only endless darkness and endless silence, as though time itself had ceased to flow here.

Crack—crack—

The sounds beneath their feet as the two stepped onto the black ice seemed no different from walking on ordinary snow and ice, yet they sounded entirely different to the ear.

Faint screams mingled within those sounds, low and distorted, like anguished howls coming from somewhere unimaginably distant and deep.

With every step, it felt as though they were not treading on ice, but on countless tortured souls. Deep within the black ice, they struggled, screamed, and wailed soundlessly.

"Be careful. It may not be a physical attack, but a soul impact." Han Shanshan's expression turned grave.

"Hehe, something at this level can't pose any threat to my Spirit-Realm Soul." Lin Yu replied casually, his steps still steady.

Though his soul power had only recently broken through to the Spirit Realm, his foundation was solid and his aura well-rounded. With the Spatial Ancestral Talisman protecting him, this soul corrosion truly could do nothing to him.

"Don't get cocky." Han Shanshan rolled her eyes at him, though she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as the two continued forward, a piercingly cold breeze suddenly brushed across their skin.

The wind came without warning. In this Death Domain, where even the air seemed frozen, a cool breeze inexplicably rose and lightly swept over Lin Yu and Han Shanshan.

At almost the same instant, both of them froze in their tracks. Their bodies had not frozen; rather, some force had seized their souls, causing their movements to stiffen for a moment.

A blackish-purple spider three zhang in size had somehow silently blocked their path.

The spider was as large as a small house. Its eight legs were like eight black spears planted into the black ice, covered in dense barbs, every one of which gleamed with an icy, sinister light.

But its most terrifying feature was its back. Nine spider eyes grew upon it, arranged neatly in three rows and three columns.

A cluster of pale white flame burned upon its body. The flame flickered soundlessly, giving off not the slightest bit of heat. Instead, it caused the surrounding temperature to plummet several degrees further.

Bone Spirit Cold Flame! Han Shanshan's pupils abruptly constricted.

But it was only a single cluster, and merely a separate fragment, not the main body.

"This isn't a living creature!" Han Shanshan's gaze rapidly swept over the spider's entire body, and she quickly reached her conclusion.

But soon, her brows drew even tighter, and her voice carried a trace of disbelief. "There are records in the historical texts. This species is the extinct Bloodthirsty Nine-Eyed Demon Spider... This isn't ice. There's a real corpse inside. The Bone Spirit Cold Flame has likely been imprisoning its vicious soul all along."

By the time she said this, her tone contained even greater shock.

The Bone Spirit Cold Flame had not only imprisoned its vicious soul, but had even tamed it into its own puppet guardian.

Such methods had already exceeded the scope of ordinary Heavenly Flames. This Bone Spirit Cold Flame had likely begun to develop intelligence.

After hearing Han Shanshan's judgment, Lin Yu's expression did not change much.

His thoughts were not on the spider before him at all, but on something else. The Bone Spirit Cold Flame was a flame of the soul. It fed on souls, devouring not human flesh, but souls.

If he wanted to cultivate the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, then perhaps he should pay Soul Hall a visit?

Soul Hall collected souls everywhere. Who knew how many innocent souls they had imprisoned? If he used those souls to feed the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, he could not only make the Heavenly Flame grow quickly, but also cause Soul Hall some trouble along the way. Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?

Kekeke!

Just as Lin Yu's thoughts drifted, the Nine-Eyed Demon Spider attacked without warning.

A moment earlier, it had stood motionless, its nine demonic eyes coldly watching the two of them as if it were merely an ice sculpture.

The next instant, its enormous body became a blackish-purple blur and lunged before Lin Yu.

Its eight spider legs exerted force at once, launching its three-zhang-tall body into the air. Like a collapsing hill, it crashed down toward Lin Yu.

At the same time, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame on its body suddenly surged and exploded. Pale white flames shot from its spider eyes, intertwining in midair into a cage of flames that shot directly toward Lin Yu's eyes!

But Lin Yu reacted even faster.

The instant the demon spider pounced, he had already gathered his thoughts. Facing the icy flames shooting toward him, he snorted coldly. Rather than dodging, he thrust out his right palm.

The Multicolored Beastfire in his dantian surged wildly through his meridians and rapidly gathered in his palm, transforming into a blazing ball of multicolored fire.

The multicolored flame, fused from thirty High-Grade Beastfires, carried a violent, scorching aura. It was completely opposite to the coldness of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, yet equally tyrannical.

"Good."

Lin Yu struck out with his palm. Purple-Gold Flame transformed into a flaming palm print that flew from his hand, carrying a howling force that tore through the air as it met the flames woven from Bone Spirit Cold Flame head-on.