The Death Spiders that had once chilled countless hearts and sent people fleeing now seemed to turn into weightless scraps of paper, shattering one after another beneath You Yaqin and the others' fierce rain of arrows.
The whistle of arrows piercing the air mingled with the cracking of the spiders' fragile shells.
You Yaqin's gaze was calm and resolute. She parted her lips. "Go. Ignore these little spiders. Killing more of them won't help."
With that, she swept both hands outward and activated her Second Soul Skill-"Wind Arrows in a Barrage!"
Countless invisible arrows of wind instantly condensed in the air and swept toward the dense swarms of spiders surrounding them.
Yet this seemingly endless ocean of spiders showed no sign of thinning. Sheltered by the dense forest, they kept pouring out of every corner like an incoming tide.
"Retreat to that clearing!" You Yaqin's voice brooked no argument.
And so, beneath the flickering firelight, the entire team fought as they retreated. Every step beat out a rhythm along the edge of life and death, unbearably heavy and difficult.
The spiders followed like shadows, pursuing them relentlessly, a thirst for blood burning in every pair of cold compound eyes.
Whenever a straggler slipped through their defenses and tried to approach, it met a hail of arrows and the youngsters' merciless counterattacks.
Arrows flashed like lightning, each attack linking seamlessly with the next. Amid the spiders' piercing shrieks, a nauseating stench of blood gradually filled the air.
At this critical moment, with their lives hanging by a thread, everyone's potential was ruthlessly squeezed to its limit. They were not merely fighting spiders-they were racing against time and battling fear.
Finally, after a fierce charge, they broke free of the forest's confines and reached a relatively safe clearing.
Suddenly, a startled cry