Beneath the Giant Beaked Ivory Palm blessed by the Divine-Given Seed, the Snow Velvet Spider King controlled two nearly invisible, delicate spider threads, swiftly cutting the source stones to release Origin Force.
Suddenly, its swinging forelegs froze mid-air. It slowly turned, gazing in confusion toward the southwest.
After pondering for a moment, it put down its work, hurried away, climbed the mountain peak, and looked around from the height.
The weather was beautiful, with gentle winds and bright sun, and the sea was calm as glass.
"Strange—"
The Snow Velvet Spider King muttered.
Just now, there was a vague sense of something watching it, a gaze that came from beneath the sea.
"Where did an Insect King come from?"
"Such a formidable scouting ability!"
"And it knows water?"
"What insect is it? What's it doing wandering to a deep-sea deserted island like this?"
"Did it discover the Divine-Given Seeds on the island?"
