Wrapped up between numerous threads, a flame was crashing and surging within, burning at the Red Spider Threads from within.

The red sword energy stabbed into that invisible wall, giving out pu pu sounds, but she was unable to completely pierce through.

Xuanyuan Yiren at that moment bit her lower lips until they broke, her face was white as snow and she felt really weak. The golden needles stabbed in the major acupoints of her body had started to shake.

But her two eyes which looked like cold stars were still shining like knives, filled with determination.

Yuan Ding acted helplessly, shaking his head. At the top of his head a moon rose and gave out a cooling glow. It suppressed the flames surrounding Xuanyuan Yiren by a large amount.

Just as he was about to speak, his brow furrowed, looking towards the south.

"The aura of that Ren Qianchou disappeared? How quick.."

At that moment he realized that something wasn't right and his eyes changed, filled with shock, not understanding.