"Splitting up is rather inconvenient," Yang Yu finally agreed that everyone should stay.
Yang Yu demanded that they must follow his arrangements and not cause him any troubles. Otherwise, he would pick them up like kittens and kick them out.
Qing Shi and Hake were naturally overjoyed, only Lotcar inadvertently frowned, as Yang Yu and the others had to fight, it naturally fell on him to take care of the ordinary duo.
Having simply agreed on the rules, He Meng crawled within the poison-flecked circular space, detoxifying and clearing a path.
Approaching the web-covered passage entrance, Yang Yu took out a torch and set ablaze the layers of spider silk.
The pristine spider silk swiftly withered and decayed in the flames, giving off plumes of smoke.
The poison adhered to the spider silk turned into purple smoke with the flames.
This toxin was not a normal biological poison but a magic poison that disrupted a person's magical veins and subsequently affected their body.
