It was a giant spider, pitch black and covered in hard, steel-like fur. It was about fifteen meters long and dove down at lightning speed, its eight spider legs as black and cold as spear tips, aiming at Wang Xuan as it sought to snatch the golden, pulsating creation Creation Crystal from his hand. Beside Wang Xuan, the green-haired elf girl collapsed, her consciousness fading away as her spiritual blood gushed out uncontrollably from the iron spike wound. Then, her head slumped to the side, her eyes dimmed, and she died on the seabed, swept away by the currents. 0

Wang Xuan was surprised by the severity of the injury. Just one spike, and she was dead. Perhaps it hit her core consciousness imprint. But he felt no guilt; she had struck first in her attempt to seize the Creation Crystal.0

He swiftly moved his body sideways, avoiding the spider's leg attacks. As the giant spider missed its target and spun rapidly, it created a massive vortex, stirring up the currents. Wang Xuan frowned. Such a large spider turned out to be the consciousness of a creature; it was quite powerful, but without mastering the rules of transcendence, it couldn't look down on him.0

In an instant, he broke free from the black vortex, then flew with his sword. The iron spike emitted a faint light, not yet activated as a treasure, but still sturdy.0

He merged with the special "iron sword" underwater, colliding with the black spider several times. Initially, the spider seemed arrogant, as if it was a predator toying with its prey. However, in a moment, three of its legs were pierced by...0