Journey to the West Creation Technique

Stay alive?

A cold smile crept across Lu Chengjun's lips as he deliberately spoke in his local dialect, "Since we've already torn off all pretense of civility, why leave any survivors?"

Miren's expression changed drastically: "Outsider, how dare you be so arrogant! I'd like to see what you're capable of!"

Before he finished speaking, the highly poisonous black iron sword in his hand emitted a continuous humming vibration, and wisps of eerie green poisonous mist spread from the sword. The pungent and acrid poisonous gas surged and spread, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

Everyone's expression hardened, and they quickly retreated.

Even Zhou He and Meng Yuan, who were the weakest in cultivation, used clean and efficient movements to avoid the poisonous fog area early on.

Only Zhao Xiong stood still, motionless.

At the same time, layers of silver-white patterns suddenly lit up around Milen's body, and flowing light enveloped his entire body, transforming into a ferocious and terrifying dragon scale armor, resembling a humanoid white dragon.

Under the corrosive influence of the eerie green mist, the surrounding vegetation instantly began to sizzle and crackle.

The once lush green leaves withered and decayed in an instant, yet Zhao Xiong seemed oblivious to this incurable poison.

He stood motionless amidst the toxic smoke.

Upon seeing this, Milen felt a sense of apprehension and hesitated to launch a rash attack.

But Zhao Xiong didn't give him a chance to hesitate and threw a punch.

His powerful cultivation at the late Foundation Establishment stage poured out without reservation, and a strong gale suddenly swept through.

The corrosive toxic mist that had been permeating the surroundings was swept away in an instant.

An invisible, immense force acted directly on Milen.

A deafening roar!

Miren was sent flying through the air by a powerful punch, embedding himself heavily into the hard stone wall behind him.

Before he could struggle to his feet, Zhao Xiong raised his hand and produced a dark hammer.

The magical artifact suddenly expanded in mid-air, growing to the size of a mountain in an instant, carrying a heavy pressure that enveloped everything.

Like a meteorite, or like the sky collapsing.

Even before the giant hammer hit the ground, a powerful aura locked onto him, and no matter where he tried to escape, he was doomed.

Mirren was shocked; he had been careless!

He originally thought that Lu Chengjun was the strongest, and that he could easily defeat him.

But to everyone's surprise, even a random bodyguard of Lu Chengjun possessed strength comparable to that of a divine messenger.

Do not!

It's stronger than a regular divine messenger!

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, Mirren disregarded his pride and declared, "I surrender!"

Unfortunately, due to the language barrier, Zhao Xiong could not understand the local people's language.

The offensive showed no sign of abating; the giant hammer, carrying overwhelming force, descended from the sky.

"Stop!" Lu Chengjun said at the right moment.

The black giant hammer suspended in mid-air suddenly stopped. Although the immense pressure did not smash Miren into a pulp, its force pressed him directly to the ground, even causing the ground to cave in half.

If this hammer falls, we'll be turned into mincemeat!

The huge iron hammer spun once in mid-air and fell back into Zhao Xiong's hand.

Zhao Xiong withdrew his magical power, silently stepped aside, and rejoined the ranks.

It seems that any one of them, such as Lin Che, Su Wan, Zhou He, or Meng Yuan, possesses the same strength as Zhao Xiong.

So, the leader...

Lu Chengjun!?

What terrifying power will it possess?

I can't even imagine...

General Milen turned to look at Sona, who was too frightened to look up, since all the descriptions of Lu Chengjun's combat strength came from her.

Although she had tried her best to overestimate Lu Chengjun in her words, no one expected that he would have a trick up his sleeve.

At this point, blaming subordinates is futile.

At this moment, he was sitting on the ground, looking down at him from above. It was Lu Chengjun.

Lu Chengjun looked down at him: "If you die, the Black Pig Tribe will only become more rampant."

"That's right." Miren struggled to her feet.

"If you die, the Black Pig Tribe might attack the temple," Lu Chengjun stated calmly once again.

Mirren didn't speak, but just looked thoughtful.

Lu Chengjun pressed further: "Do you think if I talk to the Black Pig Tribe again then, they'll readily agree?"

Milen gave Lu Chengjun a deep look, as if mocking his ignorance.

However, although this outsider did not understand the gods, he did indeed have the ability to kill him.

no need……

The temple's mineral resources belong to the gods; there's no need for me to stand out.

Miren's mind was racing, and his expression already showed a willingness to back down.

Seeing this, Lu Chengjun also took a step back and said slowly, "I know you have already been mining spirit stone veins and using spirit stones to decorate the temple."

"...How about we cooperate on the development? The mine will still belong to you; we'll just take the ore and other output. What do you think?"

"In return, I will give you two hundred Xuan Tie swords."

These conditions are already quite generous.

If you accept, you will obtain divine weapons to fight against the Black Boar Tribe.

If he didn't accept, these outsiders would kill him on the spot.

They're all dead, so what's the point of talking about them?

For me, I had no choice in these conditions.

……

Blackstone Outpost.

An open stone chamber.

Lu Chengjun, Zhao Xiong, Lin Che, Su Wan, Li Ang, Qian Jin, Zhou He, and Meng Yuan sat in a circle...

Lu Chengjun revealed his entire plan to everyone: using two hundred forged Xuan Tie swords as leverage, he would reach an agreement with the White Snake Tribe to jointly mine this spirit stone vein.

What they truly coveted was not the spirit stones, but the earth vein essence hidden deep within the mineral veins.

Earth vein essence is extremely special. It requires setting up an earth-drawing array to draw in the energy of mountains and rivers in order to condense it from the depths of the mineral vein.

Moreover, a single spirit stone vein can only nurture and condense one unique earth vein essence, with no secondary production.

This item is a top-tier natural treasure, its value immeasurable.

If a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator successfully refines it, the probability of breaking through the shackles and condensing a golden core will increase dramatically.

However, this method has long since disappeared in the Central Plains, simply because there are no longer any spirit stone veins in the Central Plains that have never been developed.

The group was stranded in the Southern Desolate Continent. Although they had no other resources, they had an undeveloped spirit stone mine, which was their chance to break the deadlock.

After listening, everyone shared their opinions based on what had happened during the day...

Lin Che frowned: "In my opinion, we shouldn't have let General White Snake go today. Since we've already torn off all pretense of civility, the best course of action is to eliminate them completely."

Li Ang immediately chimed in, "That's right. Such a scoundrel is bound to be fickle; even if they verbally agree to a cooperation now, they'll turn their backs on it in the future."

"In my opinion, we should cooperate with the Black Boar Tribe and wipe out the White Snake Tribe..."

"What do you know?! This is for the best. By using them to check each other, we can profit from the situation..."

The argument subsided.

Zhao Xiong turned to look at Lu Chengjun: "You were the one who told me to stop today. Tell me, why did you choose the White Snake Tribe?"

Everyone turned to look at Lu Chengjun, waiting for his explanation.

After all, they've already broken off relations; it would be somewhat shameful to turn back now.

Lu Chengjun looked at everyone, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "How do you know that the White Snake and the Black Pig are mortal enemies?"

"Um...didn't you say that?"

"Yes, you said the White Snake Tribe and the Black Boar Tribe are sworn enemies! They're locked in a life-or-death struggle!"

"I said the two tribes were mortal enemies, I didn't mention any gods," Lu Chengjun explained.

"Could it be that the two tribes of humans are mortal enemies, but not the gods?" Lin Che asked with a puzzled look.

"Wasn't this how it always was before the ancient War of the Gods? The people below fought to the death, while the demon kings above drank and toasted each other."