He Lingchuan saw with his own two eyes a wisp of white smoke fly out of the xun and circle Zhu Erniang’s monster immortal molt twice.

It was an illusory figure, seemingly a tiny spider no larger than half a finger. Strangely enough, it had wings on its back that fluttered like a bee’s, while all eight of its legs hugged a small, round, flat white bundle.

When they had been planning, the eyeball spider had explained this to him. It told him that the bundle was called a soul cocoon.

Zhu Erniang’s molt was not merely an empty shell. It had soft internal tissue, even some muscle, a small portion of organs, and several dozen egg sacs.

The spider eggs still retained vitality. He Lingchuan had seen Zhu Erniang’s army of burrow spiders before, so he knew her spider eggs could give rise to all kinds of descendants.

But that alone was still nowhere near enough to unleash the full power of her monster immortal body.

The soul cocoon sealed inside the xun contained a portion of Zhu Erniang’s main consciousness. After entering the molt, it would immediately activate the spider eggs—not to produce offspring, but to make them grow more internal organs, muscles, glands, and soft tissue the molt required.

To put it plainly, the spider eggs would become the flesh and blood used to fill the molt, allowing Zhu Erniang to control it more easily.

He Lingchuan could understand this unfathomable immortal technique...