Elegy of the Crow

It was as if a giant beast had quietly ‘seeped’ from the wall. Sensing Ye Qingxuan’s gaze, it looked down. One of its compound eyes lit up. And so rock-like material and color began spreading under the path of its gaze—the fossilizing gaze! This spider mother had the slight bloodline of the stone statue demon!

The moonlight struggled to maintain equilibrium. Where it met the gaze, powder would fall down. It was the dust bloated after turning to stone. Broken noises continuously came from the spider. The youth could vaguely see the menacing shadow of the spider slowly raise two pincers.

"This is kind of difficult." Ye Qingxuan rolled his stiff neck and gripped his cane. "It’s challenging!"

Boom!

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