It was at this moment the countless Spirit-devouring Scorpions released mists from their bodies, turning into silk cocoons that enveloped the cultivator. It happened too fast. Since the cultivator was focused on Ou Yangming and his companions, before he could react, he was pulled down from the sky. His pupils contracted, and the terror in his eyes reached its peak. His face twisted as he screamed, "No!"
Nonetheless, his scream seemed so powerless at this moment. He could only watch himself being devoured. Starting from his toes, his flesh, then his blood, he was devoured bit by bit. The thin, dense, and sharp teeth became his nightmare.
He could not even faint because the venom on the Spirit-devouring Beast's teeth constantly stimulated his nerves, making him abnormally clear-headed.
