Everyone stood in a line, following Qin Yi's footsteps as they moved forward through the black fog.
After walking about ten meters, Qin Yi suddenly leaped a few meters into the air.
"Swish swish...!"
As Qin Yi leaped up, dense white threads suddenly shot towards the group.
Everyone's eyes were on Qin Yi, and most of them didn't react to the sudden appearance of the white threads.
However, some reacted quickly, slicing through the threads with fierce Qi that cut them like a hot knife through butter.
The threads fell to the ground, corroding it and causing a black fog to rise.
Only then did everyone realize these white threads shooting like arrows were actually spider silk.
Qin Yi snorted coldly.
The members of the Peace Army, who didn't fully react in time, shivered slightly, knowing Qin Yi was angry.
Qin Yi glanced at them, not focusing on any one person, but those who failed to react turned red-faced in embarrassment.
"This is not to happen again," Qin Yi said coldly.
