Journey to the West Creation Technique

Two weeks later...

Cai Yiheng, Lin Che, and their group, along with three hundred able-bodied men, array masters, geomancers, and craftsmen, walked twenty or thirty miles each day, braving wind and rain, and finally returned to the Nanming Guard's garrison.

This trip to the Blackrock Wasteland was utterly fruitless.

Zhao Xiong, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, is missing and his fate is unknown.

For Nanmingwei, this was a huge loss.

Although the group returned safely, everyone had a solemn expression on their face.

When asked by others, they were unwilling to say more.

After Cai Yiheng and Lin Che returned, they immediately went to see Shen Li and reported on their trip.

Commander Shen had already received reports from all sides in advance. After listening to the two men's detailed account, he finally sighed deeply: "I'm afraid you'll have to make another trip to the Black Rock Wasteland."

"This time, Zhao Xuangang will lead a team of ten cultivators back to the Blackstone Wasteland... Lu Chengjun is currently taking in more than six hundred natives at the Blackstone outpost, most of whom are children. This group of people must be relocated back."

"...Besides, this road leading to the Blackrock Wasteland will require constant travel in the future, with the aim of bringing back a hundred young women to the garrison every month. Currently, there are still three thousand bachelors in the garrison waiting to get married and settle down..."

The next day.

On the training ground.

Foundation Establishment cultivator Zhao Xuangang led ten cultivators on another journey. These ten cultivators generally possessed late-stage Qi Refining cultivation.

……

Thorin, the former scout of the White Snake tribe, clasped his hands and bowed to Ada and the other leaders: "I have previously scouted this place, and those outsiders have settled here."

Ada and the others looked at the large pile of rubble at the entrance to the Blackstone outpost and said in a cold voice, "Let's go in and take a look."

"General, that pile of rocks is a bit strange. No matter how many times you go in, you always have to come out."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Ada didn't believe it at all and led a bunch of his men into the rock formation.

This is the Bagua Chaotic Stone Formation. For those who understand the I Ching, breaking through the formation is a piece of cake, but for the rest, it is quite troublesome.

Ada turned around and, unsurprisingly, found her way out...

He looked completely bewildered.

How could this be? How is this possible?

He went in again, then came out again.

He is angry!

"Kill!" With a roar, he slammed his hammer into the rock.

The stone shattered, and rocks flew everywhere.

A brilliant idea struck me!

"dismantle!"

"Tear this place down for me!"

"Push forward!"

Ada ordered his men to start smashing with hammers.

This is actually the method to break the formation, and it's also why the Eight Trigrams Chaotic Stone Formation can only defend against small monsters, not large ones.

The great demon wouldn't even bother navigating this chaotic rock formation; its thighs are as thick as stone pillars, it could just crash right in.

All those Bagua formations and cloaking techniques are a joke.

Clang!

A clear, resonant sword rang out.

A golden sword light pierced through the flying rocks, slashing towards Ada's chest.

Ada, retreat!

Refund again!

The sword light remained locked on him, aimed straight for his throat, and wouldn't let go.

Ada's face flushed red as he swung the hammer, teetering on the brink of life and death.

clang!

The flying sword was smashed away.

The flying sword disappeared into the smoke and dust, and a figure slowly emerged.

Still shaken, Ada led the group back, creating quite a distance between them.

As the smoke cleared, everyone could see that the newcomer was Lu Chengjun, dressed in a green robe.

Ada's eyes lit up; this was the person he was looking for.

Upon seeing Lu Chengjun appear, everyone's faces lit up with joy.

Clearly, they all came for Lu Chengjun.

Ada raised his hand to stop the crowd, strode forward with his large stick in hand, and shouted in a deep voice, "Outsider, you can't escape!"

Lu Chengjun looked at them calmly, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "You're looking for me?"

"Hmph! You kidnapped my tribesmen, of course I'm going to find you!" Ada said righteously.

A cold smile appeared on Lu Chengjun's lips: "You were there that day, you should know that they all left with me voluntarily!"

Ada looked at him, her eyes flashing with ferocity: "They are all children of God. Unless the gods agree, they are not allowed to do so, even if they wish!"

Lu Chengjun frowned slightly: "I told you long ago that the White Serpent Goddess has already departed. Don't you believe me?"

"Hahahaha..." Ada burst into laughter: "Of course I believe it, but I'm not talking about the old gods, but the new gods."

"A new god?" Lu Chengjun looked at the large club in Ada's hand, already having some guesses about the new god Ada was talking about.

It's truly unbelievable that this minor leader of the White Snake Demon God would switch allegiances so quickly.

However, if we put ourselves in their shoes, this is the only way.

In the desolate Southern Underworld, a large-scale movement of tens of thousands of people is virtually impossible.

Since they cannot leave this land, joining the Black Boar God's ranks is the only option.

Ada never believed from the beginning that Lu Chengjun could leave with everyone, so his choice can be considered a wise one.

Lu Chengjun sighed softly, cupped his hands in a fist and said, "We have no old grudges. I hope Brother Da can consider our past relationship and let this matter rest."

Ada suddenly sneered, "Give up? I have sworn an oath to capture you and offer you to my god."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura suddenly rose around him, his bones cracked and popped, and his body suddenly grew several feet larger.

Its skin was covered with a thick, dark brown bristle, and two curved, sharp, pale white fangs protruded from its mouth. Its eyes were stained crimson, revealing a fierce and menacing look.

The leaders behind him roared in unison, their bodies twisting and mutating, all growing manes and tusks, transforming into boar-men.

Five boar-men, each wielding a large club, formed a pincer movement.

With a flick of his wrist, the skull prayer beads on his wrist sent seven illusory skulls hurtling out, each attacking one of the five people.

Although this illusory skeleton does not cause any actual harm, it has one advantage: it has no physical form, so no matter how much the five boarmen swung their clubs, they couldn't stop the skeleton at all.

The illusory skeleton lunged, striking straight at the soul, instantly stiffening the body as if poisoned.

Lu Chengjun flicked his robe, and Ao Liejian flew out from his sleeve.

The metal elemental magic was infused into the sword, making the already sharp flying sword even more indestructible.

If Ada and his five companions had not been disturbed by their spirits, they might have been able to knock the flying sword away with their large clubs.

But not now!

All five of them froze...

Ao Lie's sword transformed into a golden streak of light, moving from left to right with a series of soft, rapid movements...

It pierced right through.

The mental paralysis ended quickly, and when Ada and the other five regained control of their bodies, they experienced excruciating, tearing pain.

The flying sword pierced through their flesh, blood gushed out, and the intense pain made the five of them unable to even hold their staffs.

Everyone crouched down, trying their best to stop the blood from flowing out.

ended……

Lu Chengjun sheathed his sword and stood there, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, but he showed no intention of killing.

Firstly, these people had no real grudge against him; secondly, and more importantly, they must have been ordered by the Black Pig God to provoke him.

If we kill him rashly...

It will only invite stronger provocations.

The Black Pig Demon King's strength completely overwhelmed Nanming Guard, which is why he didn't take action himself.

The reason is simple: they couldn't gauge the strength of the enemy.

Just like Zhao Xiong, who clearly possesses the strength of the late Foundation Establishment stage, he still sent the weakest two, Meng Yuan and Zhou He, to the White Snake Demon King's lair first.

A little bit of probing...

It's absolutely impossible to reveal your hand right away.

"You're indeed formidable; I'm no match for you."

"Let's retreat!" Ada said, clutching his wound.

"Wait a minute." Lu Chengjun's calm voice reached everyone's ears.

A flicker of fear crossed Ada's eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Lu Chengjun gave a kind smile: "You've suffered penetrating wounds, so it's best not to move rashly."