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

"We must find a way to break this deadlock..." Shen Zhen's mind raced.

He recalled the resonance between the blue lamp and the skull fragments in the Night Watchman's Cave ruins.

If we can evoke that kind of resonance...

Shen Zhen took out the skull fragments from his bosom.

The fragment trembled slightly as soon as it appeared.

The light from the lamp became even brighter, and there seemed to be some kind of connection between the two.

The shaman's pupils constricted when he saw the skull fragments.

"You... what is that?!" For the first time, panic appeared in his voice, mixed with an unbelievable fervor. "I never thought the rumors were true."

Shen Zhen caught the hint of panic and immediately pressed the skull fragments close to the green lamp.

hum-

The blue lamp trembled violently.

The azure light surged, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky. Within the pillar, a faint, ethereal figure could be seen, dressed in an ancient robe, holding a blue lamp, standing silently.

That was... the silhouette of the Night's Watch.

The phantom lowered its head and looked at the shaman.

The shaman was struck as if by lightning, staggering back two steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Even the black-robed man behind him was impacted by the force, his face showing disbelief and terror.

"The Night's Watch... its mark..." His voice trembled. "You actually gained the Night's Watch's approval..."

Shen Zhen was also stunned.

He never expected that the resonance between the skull fragments and the blue lamp could summon the phantom of the Night Watchman.

Although this phantom has no consciousness and is merely a projection of an imprint, the purifying aura it emits is an absolute deterrent to shamans who practice evil arts.

"A good opportunity!" A fierce glint flashed in Shen Zhen's eyes.

He took a step forward and activated Shadow Strike.

Two illusory figures lunged at the shaman, but the real body appeared directly in front of him. The Mind Ruler, imbued with a trace of desperate mental power, slashed at the shaman's face with the force of thunder.

The shaman, still reeling from the shock of the Night's Watch phantom, hastily raised his bone staff to block.

clang!

The fist slammed into the bone cane, producing a dull thud.

The shaman swayed and was actually forced back a step.

Although his cultivation level was higher than Shen Zhen's, he practiced evil arts and was most afraid of the Night Watch's pure purifying power. The appearance of the Night Watch's phantom just now had injured his mind and weakened his strength.

Shen Zhen pressed his advantage, forcing out a breath that was already somewhat disordered, and unleashed three consecutive punches with his left hand.

Each punch was imbued with his strongest fighting spirit, forcing the shaman to retreat repeatedly.

Seeing this, the six black-robed attendants wanted to step forward to help.

But Chen Xi blocked their way.

She knew she was no match for these people, but all she needed to do was stall for time, even just a few breaths, and Shen Zhen would have a chance to severely injure the witch doctor.

"Get out of my way!" a black-robed follower shouted, slapping Chen Xi with his palm.

Chen Xi neither dodged nor evaded, thrusting her weapon straight into the opponent's palm.

Trading injury for injury.

puff!

The weapon pierced the opponent's palm, but Chen Xi was also struck on the shoulder by a palm, sending her flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Chen Xi!" Shen Zhen's heart clenched suddenly.

He saw Chen Xi fall heavily to the ground, but she bit her lower lip tightly, not letting herself groan.

In that instant, Shen Zhen thought of Lu Renjia again, his figure lying in a pool of blood overlapping with Chen Xi's face before her.

A murderous intent, a mixture of fear and rage, surged to the top of his head, making his eyes bloodshot. He completely abandoned the pursuit of the shaman and turned to pounce on the black-robed followers.

"You...all deserve to die!"

Shen Zhen formed hand seals, and his meridians were stinging from the excessive use of mental power in a short period of time, but he ignored it.

A blazing beam of light suddenly shot out, instantly transforming into a cage radiating intense heat, enveloping all six men in black robes.

It is a prison of blazing sun.

The black-robed followers tried to break free of the cage, but Shen Zhen had already infused his despairing mental power into it.

Their attacks only caused ripples, and the intertwined heat and cold aura backfired, causing them great pain and slowing their movements.

The black-robed followers screamed in agony as they struggled in the blazing sun cage, their faces filled with terror and despair.

Shen Zhennian swept the ruler horizontally.

laugh!

laugh!

laugh!

The six black-robed followers died instantly.

Shen Zhen didn't even look at them, and turned back to Chen Xi's side.

"Are you alright?" He helped Chen Xi up.

Chen Xi's face was pale, but she managed a weak smile: "No bones are broken... I can still fight." But her slightly trembling arm betrayed her true condition.

Shen Zhen took out a bottle of healing medicine from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand: "Take this, then step aside."

Chen Xi smiled bitterly:

"This is the medicine I prepared for you, but I didn't expect to use it on myself first." She took the medicine as instructed and stepped aside to meditate.

Shen Zhen turned around and looked at the shaman.

The shaman had regained his composure, but his face remained grim.

Of his eight men, seven were dead and one was seriously injured, while the other side only injured one woman.

shame.

"Very good..." The shaman's voice was hoarse. "Boy, you have successfully angered me. Let's see what you can use to defend against this move."

He raised his bone staff and began chanting an ancient and eerie incantation.

Around the altar, the scattered animal bones floated up, combined and pieced together in the air, and finally transformed into a white bone giant more than ten feet tall.

The skeletal giant's eye sockets burned with eerie green flames, and it opened its maw, letting out a silent roar.

This is one of the shaman's deadly tricks.

The monster, formed from countless animal bones and resentment, is lifeless, impervious to pain, and only obeys the commands of its caster.

Moreover, the aura of this skeletal giant has already reached the late stage of the first rank.

"Go, tear him to pieces." The shaman's bone staff pointed at Shen Zhen.

The skeletal giant strode forward and charged towards Shen Zhen.

With each step, the ground trembled.

Shen Zhen's eyes were solemn. He knew that the real hard battle was only just beginning. The continuous high-intensity battles and the activation of the Blazing Sun Cage had gradually depleted the mental energy in his dantian, and its flow was no longer as smooth as it had been at the beginning.

The skeletal giant rushed in front of Shen Zhen, its massive bone claws slamming down on his head.

Shen Zhen dared not take the blow head-on. He flashed forward and activated the Shadow Strike, instantly appearing behind the giant like a ghost. The Mind Ruler in his hand whistled through the air as it slashed towards the giant's spine.

clang!

The chisel struck the bone, producing a crisp metallic clang and sparks flying.

The bones of the giant skeleton were incredibly hard; Shen Zhen's attack only left a shallow white mark on them.

The skeletal giant seemed enraged by the attack; it suddenly turned around and swung its claws back.

Shen Zhen quickly retreated, but the force of the bone claws still grazed his chest, leaving several bloody marks.

"So hard..." Shen Zhen's expression changed slightly.

The skeleton of this giant was far stronger than he had expected.

Moreover, it feels no pain and does not get tired; as long as the shaman's spiritual power is not exhausted, it can fight indefinitely.

Trouble.

While dodging the attacks of the skeletal giant, Shen Zhen pondered a countermeasure.

A direct confrontation is definitely not an option; this thing's defense is too strong.

The purifying power of the blue lamp was effective against the flames, but its effect on this pure skeletal creation was probably limited.

It seems we have no choice but to use spatial powers; exposure is unavoidable.