"Where are you looking?"
Tang Sui's voice sounded faintly, her slender white hand gently resting on Yan's shoulder. The Su Dan novel network.
Her skirt, with its gradient of blue to black, swayed gently. Tang Sui, surrounded by black mist, suddenly appeared behind Yan. Her snow-white bare feet intertwined with the surging black mist, inseparable, as if they had become one.
And although she only used one hand, she firmly suppressed Yan like a keel, rendering him immobile.
Before he could turn his head, he suddenly met the huge round pupils of the ape-faced man, which were flashing red light.
Yan's eyes lost focus, his mind went blank, and he was completely enveloped by the terrifying nightmare brought by the ape-faced man.
"Brother Yan!"
The other three teammates were greatly alarmed by this. The three of them, in a pincer formation, charged towards Tang Sui, who had materialized from the black mist on the ground.
Tang Sui didn't even need to look back. The Eight Spider Soul Bones on Tang San's back, three meters away from Tang Sui, retracted into his body with a "swoosh." Hu Liena and Xie Yue were corroded by the terrifying poison carried by the Eight Spider Soul Bones. In the blink of an eye, they could no longer stand and stumbled to the ground.
He flipped his palm, activating his spirit power, and several dark blue silver grass vines extended from his palm.
The blue silver grass vines, emitting wisps of black energy, crisscrossed like a dense net woven by spiders. Centered on him, they rapidly extended outwards.
Dai Mubai and the others, who had been rushing towards Tang Sui to provide assistance, slammed on the brakes. In their vision, the blue silver grass vines that flew from Tang San's wrist passed directly through Tang Sui's body without harming her in the slightest. Instead, they swiftly bound the disoriented Yan into a cocoon.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue, who had already fallen, were completely unable to fight back, and were directly enveloped by the surging blue silver grass vines into cocoons!
The other three teammates who rushed to their aid became the next unlucky ones without exception.
The blue silver grass vines coiled, turning hunters into prey in an instant. Each blue silver grass cocoon tightly bound them, and no matter how they struggled inside, they could not break free and escape, only to be wrapped into cocoons and rendered immobile.
Viewed from above, these dense blue silver grass vines wove the entire battle platform into a net for Tang San's use, causing one's scalp to tingle. If Dai Mubai and the others couldn't fly, they would likely have been injured by now.
Tang Sui, leaping lightly from between the dense blue silver grass vines, ignored all physical objects and returned to Tang San's side. On the stage, besides the cocoons, only Tang San remained!
"That was incredible! Luckily Xiao Ao's mushroom sausage allowed us to leave the ground, otherwise we would have been wrapped into cocoons too?" Ma Hongjun said with lingering fear, looking at the tangled blue silver grass vines below, and rubbing his goosebumps.
Dai Mubai nodded in agreement, his surprise still lingering on his face.
Although they had practiced spirit power fusion skills together before, he hadn't expected Tang San and Tang Sui to have developed a new self-created spirit skill in such a short time, with its power several times more terrifying than before.
He felt that even if he and Zhuqing's Netherworld White Tiger had wings, under such an overwhelming layout, they might not have been able to escape.
Yes, escape.
He no longer thought about the Netherworld White Tiger being able to defeat Tai Xu.
The discussion throughout the venue abruptly stopped. The entire square fell silent, but all eyes were fixed on the solitary figure standing on the stage with a look of shock!
Even Bibi Dong on the viewing platform slightly tightened her grip on her scepter, enduring, her gaze fixed on Yan's cocoon, silently counting the time, hoping Yan could break out and turn the tide.
"Aren't you going to announce the result of the match?" Tang San's cold gaze swept over the stunned cardinal.
The cardinal snapped back to reality and met those dark eyes, as cold as a deep pool. He instinctively shivered, his face filled with difficulty.
This...
He hesitated, looking at the Spirit Hall team members wrapped in cocoons, unsure if he should continue waiting.
Meanwhile, Dugu Bo also recovered from his surprise. The corner of his lips curled up, and he thought, "Well done, spirit power fusion skill, a family of little monsters."
He had been beaten by that father and daughter duo for a good reason.
Dugu Bo glanced sideways and immediately noticed Bibi Dong's increasingly grim expression on the high platform.
He suppressed the smile at the corner of his lips, cleared his throat, and said unhurriedly:
"Your Excellency the Pope, there is one thing I must remind you of."
"You?"
Moon Guan's gloomy gaze first precisely scanned Dugu Bo, who was staring at the battle stage without looking away, but his words were directed at them.
Bibi Dong calmed her emotions and glanced coldly at Dugu Bo, "What does the Poison Douluo need to remind this seat of?"
Dugu Bo smiled slightly. Anyone could tell his smile was fake, but his status and strength were there. Even though their relationship had soured in private and their conflicts were known to everyone, they still had to maintain appearances.
"Your Excellency the Pope, the potent poison carried by Tang San's Eight Spider Spears is extremely complex. Only he himself can detoxify it; even I cannot."
"Moreover, the Eight Spider Spears carry three potent poisons: cold, heat, and the man-faced demon spider. This is a mixed poison that acts extremely quickly. While spirit power can slow its onset, its effect is absolutely limited. Furthermore, two of your Golden Generation have already exhausted their spirit power and have no resistance whatsoever."
"Although the remaining Golden Generation member still has sufficient spirit power, I also don't know if the poison carried by Tang San's blue silver grass will also mutate after Tang San and Tang Sui perform their spirit power fusion skill, becoming as troublesome as the mixed poison. If this drags on, I fear not one of your Golden Generation will be left."
Dugu Bo's words carried a hint of sarcasm. Whether he had ulterior motives or not, at such a juncture, his words had to be heeded.