The old man was the ancestor of the West Bull Continent's Qin clan, Qin Shou.
Among the many experts present, he was the oldest and had the most experience.
When he was fighting Ye Hao, he didn't attack because his realm had fallen and his life force was about to reach the end.
"Senior Qin, what is the Emperor Slaying Formation?"
"Yeah, is this the spider silk? It looks like it can be broken with a flick of my finger."
A Tribulation Transcendence cultivator asked with a puzzled expression.
The spider silk in front of him did not pose much of a threat to him.
As he spoke, he punched out. He had absolute confidence that he could shatter these red spider webs with a punch.
"No."
When Qin Shou saw this, his expression was greatly shocked. He hurriedly raised the walking stick in his hand, wanting to stop it.
However, it was already too late.
The powerful warrior who had attacked had already punched the red spider silk.
Weng!
