Confucian and Taoist Cultivation Starting from the Equipment Slot

Chen Zhuo stood in the middle of the third group, his pen already raised.

The moment the Shadow Mist Wall collided with the shield array, he unleashed the "Group" spell.

He did not unleash the "group + transmigration" technique like his junior sister did last time.

Instead, it's "group + day".

This is certainly not because he did not master the literary techniques of the character "穿" (chuān).

Instead, he wanted to test the effectiveness of this combination in actual combat during the first round of contact, and at the same time verify some of his own ideas.

The moment the character "群" (group) condensed in the air, a large portion of his literary energy was drawn away.

The threshold of 35 points is indeed just the beginning; the actual consumption during release far exceeds his expectations.

But the pale blue character "群" remained steadily floating in mid-air.

The strokes are simple, yet they carry a sense of solidity inherited from the jade pendant.

Then Chen Zhuo added the character "日" (sun) to the picture.

The master-level "sun" character script was copied by "group" into more than a dozen scorching white light spheres, which simultaneously crashed into the center of the shadow mist wall.

The moment the ball of light exploded, a crack was torn in the fog wall.

The shadows did not scream, but the edges of the black mist that were intertwined with each other twisted violently in the light and heat, and the entire wall of mist was broken in two.

Wanyan Liang added the word "wear" from the side.

His "dressing" was different from the practiced, precise "dressing" that Chen Zhuo had seen on the city wall.

Wanyan Liang's writing was even rougher and more forceful, carrying a reckless power that pierced directly through a shadow trying to regroup at the edge of the crack.

After releasing his literary technique, he immediately took out a jade pendant from beside him to restore his literary energy.

"As expected, they're a wealthy dog ​​from Shengtian Prefecture!"

Chen Zhuo thought to himself, "This guy doesn't even take Wen Yu seriously. It's such a waste of talent."

Xu Yi twirled his folding fan in his palm, but instead of attacking immediately, he stood half a step behind Wanyan Liang.

His gaze passed over the shield array in front of him and landed on the depths of the churning black mist further away.

"There's something behind us," Xu Yi said.

Chen Zhuo naturally sensed it as well.

The shadows are just the vanguard; the real pressure is yet to come.

Deep within that black fog, an even heavier, denser aura was condensing.

This aura is no longer just at the level of a beast-level demon.

Even stronger than beast-level demons!

Before he could think any further, the second wave of demons had already pressed forward.

This time it's not a shadow, but a crawler.

Countless crawlers emerged from the black mist, their limbs twisting in opposite directions as they moved rapidly among the rocks, producing a dense scraping sound.

They outnumbered any wave Chen Zhuo had seen during the last demon-slaying operation.

Zheng Du's sword remained sheathed, firmly locked onto the large creature behind him.

A hint of respect appeared in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a demon of the equivalent of Sequence 8 as soon as I stepped out the door.

"Third group, break out separately! Proceed to the rendezvous point on your own! Mark the route!"

He did not hesitate; under an attack of this scale, maintaining a tight formation would only lead to being worn down wave after wave.

The only way is to break out separately and regroup at a pre-arranged shelter.

"Chen Tianshen! Chen Tianlang! To the right!"

Chen Zhuo shouted, and at the same time, the character "moon" was already taking shape around him.

His figure became extremely faint in the shadows where the moonlight couldn't reach, and his presence was minimized.

A crawler pounced over the spot where he had just been standing, but missed.

Chen Zhuo did not linger in the fight, and took advantage of the "moon's" concealed state to distance himself from the mountain path on the right.

The formation had completely broken apart under the onslaught of the demons.

He could hear the sounds of magical explosions and the commands of the Green Mountain Army coming from all directions, but the sounds were getting farther and farther away, and sparser and sparser.

Suddenly, he saw a figure materialize in the darkness; the demon-level monster had appeared.

The moment he appeared, Zheng Du immediately stepped forward with his knife.

Chen Zhuo saw that Zheng Du was forced back after only a few rounds.

Then, he moved swiftly, leading the demon-level monster to another location.

Just as Chen Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

The rocks beneath his feet suddenly cracked open, and a chilling, fishy smell gushed out from the fissure.

Chen Zhuo retreated hastily, and just as his toes left the spot, a huge claw emerged from the crack and crushed the rock he had been standing on into dust.

The demon crawled out of the ground very slowly, but with each step it took, the surrounding air grew colder.

Its shape is not fixed; it resembles a half-melted black shadow or some kind of half-formed crawler.

However, it is more than five times the size of an ordinary crawler, with outward-facing bones at the joints and a layer of dark gray bony shell covering the surface.

Beast level.

Equivalent to a warrior at Sequence Nine.

Chen Zhuo once fought a peak-level ghoul in the mine, and he barely won that time after giving it his all.

The one in front of them was a whole rank higher than a ghoul.

The demons gave him no time to think.

Its attack range far exceeded Chen Zhuo's prediction.

The demon's giant claw swept across, and the resulting wind pressure uprooted the dead trees on both sides of the mountain path.

Before Chen Zhuo could release the character "moon", he instinctively slapped the character "stone" onto his body.

The level 3 mastery of the "stone" character technique quickly condensed into a light blue stone-like protective layer on his body.

At the same time, the moment the protective layer was activated, a semi-transparent defensive barrier unfolded in front of him.

This is an additional effect of Da Cheng.

The giant claw swept across the barrier, shattering it instantly, but that momentary obstruction gave Chen Zhuo an opening to retreat.

Amidst the flying debris, he retreated from the sweeping range of the giant claw, his back slamming into the trunk of a dead tree, a dull pain shooting through his chest.

The fact that Da Cheng's "Stone" barrier could withstand a blow from a beast-level demon without being completely breached exceeded his expectations.

But the barrier shattered too quickly.

If that demon attacks again, he can't guarantee he can withstand it again.

Chen Zhuo sprang up from the tree trunk, the word "fast" exploding beneath his feet.

His ghost form allowed him to pass through the first fallen, withered tree, and the 300 movement speed boost enabled him to circle around to the demon's side and rear within three breaths.

He simultaneously released the character "日" (sun) as cover.

A blinding white light exploded directly in front of the demon, forcing it to instinctively close its eyes for a moment.

Then the character "moon" was outlined again, and Chen Zhuo's presence was suppressed to the point of being almost imperceptible under the cover of strong light.

It's now!

Chen Zhuo seized an opportunity, and the character "war" condensed in the air.

His body transformed into a streak of light, striking the demon's side rib joint directly.

The "War" skill at level 2 grants fixed damage to demons.

He felt his shoulder slam into the demon's bony carapace, the recoil making half of his arm go numb.

But the demon was also knocked half a step to the side, which was a sign that its defenses had been breached.

The demon let out a low growl and turned to lock onto his location.

Its attack speed was faster than Chen Zhuo had anticipated; this time, the attack was a spit.

A stream of black pus gushed from its mouthparts, dispersing into a mist of corrosive liquid in the air.

Chen Zhuo's character "stone" unfolded again, with a stone protective layer and a defensive barrier stacked in front of him.

The corrosive liquid sprayed onto the barrier, hissing and burning. The barrier was not breached, but his spiritual energy was being consumed at an alarming rate.