The Sect's Destruction

Within the Illusory Butterfly Formation, the Spider Queen stood at its center with a nonchalant look. Her vision was obscured and the poison yin mist filling the area seemed harmful to ordinary people, but she was not in a hurry to retaliate. 

After waiting some time, she raised an eyebrow.

"What kind of garbage formation is this? It does absolutely nothing." Arana snickered.

"You're too arrogant! The longer you stay in our formation, the quicker you die! You should not have let us set up our formation, or even better, you should not have crossed me!"

The Sect Master's voice overlapped with the surrounding mist and came from every direction, making the Spider Queen unable to discern the correct direction of the source.

"Insignificant tricks. You can't even hide your shadow and movements."