As soon as the two appeared, an oppressive aura filled the entire room. Rings of black ripples were even visible to the naked eye.
That terrifying pressure seemed poised to crush Tang Xuanwei straight into a bloody pulp.
"M-Monster!"
At that moment, Tang Xuanwei finally realized that the man before her was the "powerful enemy" the system had mentioned. Before him, she felt as insignificant as an ant.
"Y-you... what are you going to do?"
Tang Xuanwei stared at Qian Chongling in terror, retreating step by step. She felt like a fawn stalked by a cheetah, liable to die at any moment without even a place to bury her remains.
"Heh, we're going to play a game, of course. Your favorite game."
A cruel sneer curled Qian Chongling's lips. He suddenly raised his right hand, aimed it at Tang Xuanwei's body, and thrust it forward.
An overwhelmingly powerful force slammed into Tang Xuanwei. Her body hurtled backward against her will and smashed into the ground, gouging a huge crater in the floor. Blood gushed from her mouth and nose.
"Y-you... you bastard! How dare you hurt me!"
Tang Xuanwei cursed through gritted teeth. "You animal, remember this! Once Third Brother becomes a god, he'll make sure you can neither live nor die!"
"Whether Little Scumbag can become a god is one thing. How long you can last in my hands is another."
Qian Chongling looked down at Tang Xuanwei, embedded in the crater, and the disgust in his eyes deepened.
Ignoring Tang Xuanwei's threat, he slowly approached the crater and planted his foot on her spine, his face full of revulsion.
"If I remember correctly, the Eight Spider Lances are connected to your spine," he said sinisterly. "If someone forcibly ripped them out one by one, I imagine that would