Six cold metallic fists shone with a dazzling luster as they emerged from the spatial rift.
Each fist carried a terrifying force capable of shattering mountains of thousands of feet.
Under this punch, even Saints would explode.
The Golden Spider Ancestor emitted a shriek of utmost terror.
Just a single fist made his hair stand on end, not to mention six fists striking him simultaneously.
Furthermore, they encircled him from all directions, leaving no room for retreat.
Only then did he understand the meaning behind the ridicule in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
"You vile creature, what a ruthless plot!"
Golden Spider Ancestor roared, his body glowing with golden light, countless spider threads appearing to wrap around him, attempting to weave a layer of defense.
But due to the suddenness of it all, and the speed of those punches, it was impossible to muster defense in time.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Six thunderous sounds rang out almost simultaneously.
