C220 Psychological Battle

The white spider silk moved with astonishing speed, wrapping around Zhong Yanan's neck like an ethereal specter. But then, the unexpected occurred.

As Zhong Yanan swung her arm, the iron door that had been lying on the ground creaked to life, lifted by an unseen force, and slammed into the Spider Mother's back armor with a resounding crash.

Caught off guard