The Spider’s Regret

The venomous spider knew, the spider silk that it spat would surely break its opponent's neck, as long as it attacked him without warning. Thus, this man could never escape, no matter how powerful he was.

As expected, the silver thread instantly secured itself tightly around his neck.

"Hah! Looks like you're not so special after all?" The venomous spider stared at Baili Jia Jue, who was bound by its silk, and raised its four remaining limbs to touch the man's face. Previously, it thought that it would be challenging to deal with this man. After all, it had seen him thrashing through the stone walls. So naturally, he would probably be more difficult to deal with.

However, it did not expect that this person was dim-witted, despite being extremely capable. Since he was not smart enough to react, he had become its feast now.