Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

What's more troublesome is that the eight black-robed followers behind the shaman are also at the early stage of the second tier.

We definitely can't win in a direct confrontation.

"Ye Zhi Qiu, Zhao Huai Jin," Shen Zhen whispered, "lead the men to break through the encirclement, Chen Xi and I will cover the rear."

"No way!" Zhao Huaijin immediately objected. "If we're going to leave, we'll leave together!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Shen Zhen's voice was stern.

"You'll only hold us back if you stay here. I want to leave, and he can't stop me!"

That's true. His spatial power could indeed give him a chance to escape, but it would require exhausting all his mental energy, which was very dangerous. But at this moment, he had no other choice.

Ye Zhi Qiu, however, only thought that Shen Zhen had given everyone a chance to escape at the cost of his life, and that the chance was fleeting. He glanced at everyone and quickly made a decision:

"Do as Shen Zhen says, break through!"

Chen Xi silently walked to Shen Zhen's side, the long sword in her hand gleaming with a cold light.

Zhao Huaijin wanted to say something, but Ye Zhi Qiu glared at him, so he could only reluctantly lead Hu San Dao and the others to attack the main gate.

The shaman did not intervene.

He simply looked at Shen Zhen, his gaze scrutinizing her.

"The aura emanating from you... feels very familiar," the shaman said slowly, as if suddenly remembering something.

"It's Green Mist Town. You've been there? And you even found the Night Watch's remains?"

His eyes narrowed, a murderous glint appearing in them: "The cycle of Qingwu Town has been broken... Did you do this?"

Shen Zhen was shocked. This shaman actually knew about the Night's Watch ruins.

"Are you one of the 'Guides'?" Shen Zhen asked in a deep voice.

The shaman smirked, and instead of answering, asked, "Have you seen the Night's Watch?"

Shen Zhen remained silent.

The shaman nodded: "It seems you have seen it before. No wonder... you were able to obtain this green lamp and come out alive."

He paused, then said, "Hand over the green lamp, and I might let you die a quicker death."

"Dream on," Shen Zhen said coldly.

The shaman laughed.

His smile was faint, but it looked particularly eerie against his withered face and sinister aura.

"Then... die." He raised his bone staff.

The ground of the sacrificial site suddenly began to shake.

The animal bones and braziers scattered on the ground all began to tremble.

Black streams of energy seeped from the ground, condensed in the air, and transformed into dozens of skeletal claws that reached out to grab Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen's pupils contracted.

This was no ordinary telekinetic attack; these skeletal claws carried a strong aura of death and negative emotions.

"Chen Xi, be careful." Shen Zhen shouted, his whole body radiating light, instantly transforming into a light screen that protected him and Chen Xi beside him.

The skeletal claws slammed against the light screen, making a hissing sound, and were burned away.

But the shaman's offensive did not stop there.

With a wave of his bone staff, the dissipated black energy re-condensed, transforming into bone spears that hovered in the air.

"go."

Bone spears rained down, shooting towards the light barrier.

Each bone spear contained the power of a late-stage Tier 2 peak, striking the light barrier and emitting a dense burst of sound.

The light curtain shook violently, and cracks appeared on its surface.

Shen Zhen's face turned pale.

Although he was only at the early stage of the second tier, his actual combat strength was comparable to that of the mid-stage of the second tier. With the addition of spatial power and the power of despair, he would have no problem fighting against the peak of the late stage of the second tier.

However, the shaman's cultivation method was strange; the death aura attached to those bone spears could actually erode his mental energy structure.

"It won't last long..." Shen Zhen quickly calculated in her mind.

A direct confrontation is definitely not an option; we must outsmart them.

He looked at the eight black-robed followers behind the shaman, who were clearly there to bless and protect him, maintaining his eerie power.

If we can deal with them first, we might be able to weaken the shaman's offensive.

"Chen Xi, step back." Shen Zhen suddenly removed the light screen.

Almost simultaneously, he flashed and unleashed the Shadow Strike.

Two illusory figures lunged at the shaman, but the real figure appeared behind a black-robed follower on the left.

The black-robed follower reacted extremely quickly, turning around and grabbing with a claw.

Shen Zhen moved with lightning speed, dodging the claw to the side. At the same time, the light of the Mind Ruler in his hand flashed, slashing at the wrist of the black-robed follower.

The black-robed follower screamed as the bones in his wrist shattered inch by inch.

Shen Zhen kicked him away and turned to pounce on another black-robed follower.

"You're courting death!" The shaman sneered, pointing his bone staff at Shen Zhen.

A bone spear changed direction and shot towards Shen Zhen's back.

Chen Xi had been waiting for this opportunity. She darted out like a ghost, her weapon flashing in her hand, and actually managed to block the bone spear.

Although her hand was split open from the shock, she managed to buy Shen Zhen a moment of time.

Shen Zhen didn't turn his head. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Shen Zhen to deal with the second black-robed follower.

He slammed his fist into the other man's chest, and the power of despair surged into his body through the force of his punch.

The black-robed attendant froze, fear and pain flashing in his eyes, his movements slowing by half a beat.

Shen Zhen seized the opportunity, and with a sudden thrust of his ruler, the tip pierced the throat of the black-robed follower, blood gushing out, and the second black-robed follower fell to the ground.

The shaman finally lost his temper.

He never expected that Shen Zhen would dare to attack him in front of him, killing two of his men and injuring another in an instant.

"Ant..." the shaman's voice was icy, "I will turn you into a zombie, so that you will suffer endless torment even after death."

He slammed his bone cane heavily on the ground.

The flames in the braziers surrounding the altar suddenly surged.

The flames were not the normal red, but an eerie, ghostly green, emanating a chilling aura.

Within the flames, twisted human figures struggled to emerge, emitting mournful howls.

"This is... the Zombie Resentment Technique?" Shen Zhen's expression changed.

He had heard Wei Qingxu mention this evil art before, which involved burning a living person alive, extracting their soul and resentment, refining them into a vengeful spirit, and then injecting it into the original owner's corpse, ultimately forming the zombie he spoke of.

"I will imprison your soul in this zombie forever, never to be freed."

The shaman rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations; as he continued to recite the spells, the eerie green flames grew ever more intense.

Shen Zhen felt a sinister aura rush towards him, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

He gripped the Mind Ruler tightly. Once these flames touched him, they would be like a bone-deep affliction, constantly burning away the target's mental power and life force.

"Chen Xi, step back behind me!" Shen Zhen shouted in a low voice, taking out the green lamp again.

A blue light shone.

A gentle, purifying aura spread out, and the figures in the flames seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, letting out even more shrill screams and daring not to approach.

"As expected..." The shaman stared at the blue lamp, a greedy glint in his eyes.

"The Night Watchman's lamp... With it, the restoration of our gods can be brought forward..."

He swung his bone staff again, and flames rushed towards Shen Zhen from all directions.

Although the green lamp has the power to purify evil forces, Shen Zhen's expression turned solemn as he faced the overwhelming eerie green flames. He channeled his mental energy into the green lamp.

The light from the blue lamp shone brighter, transforming into a blue light shield that protected him in the center.

The flames struck the light shield, hissing as they were continuously purified and dissipated.

However, the shaman's attack was too fierce, with endless streams of eerie green fire snakes. Although the blue lamp shield could block them, Shen Zhen's mental energy was being depleted very quickly.

At this rate, his mental energy will be exhausted in no more than half a cup of tea's time.