Deep within a narrow, dark branch of the canyon, the once deathly still gray mist churned violently like boiling water.
A pungent stench mingled with the nauseating reek of rotten flesh, spreading wildly through the cramped space.
The dark-brown rocks underfoot were riddled with pits eaten away by powerful acid. White smoke still rose from them with a constant hiss.
"Form up! Hold the line! Whatever you do, don't let it break our formation!"
Senior Brother Yan's hoarse, utterly desperate roar echoed piercingly through the gray mist.
At that moment, this four-person squad from Formless City faced the most terrifying and hopeless death trap of their cultivation careers.
Less than a hundred feet ahead, a monstrous creature the size of a small hill had trapped them against a dead end in the rock wall with eight jointed limbs like black scythes of death.
It was a [Hundred-Eyed Grudge Spider].
Unlike an ordinary demon beast, its body had been forcibly pieced together and fused from countless human remains and the carcasses of unknown ancient behemoths.
Over a hundred enormous, pupil-less eyeballs grew densely across its bulging abdomen, oozing black-red pus and blood.
Every eye harbored the deepest, most vicious ancient resentment in this world.
Foundation Establishment late stage! And a top-class high-tier weird entity infinitely close to Foundation Establishment great perfection, liable to undergo extreme mutation at any moment!
The terrifying pressure and poisonous miasma it exuded made the air as thick as a mire.
Clang! Crack!
An enormous, teeth-grating crash rang out.
The burly male cultivator gripped his heavy battle-axe, engraved with baleful-repelling array patterns, in both hands. Pouring every last drop of true essence into it, he hacked ferociously at one of the grudge spider's sweeping black limbs.
Yet the axe, which could usually cleave through the skull of