[Core ability one: Combined attack. Multiple flying blades merge into one, forming a drilling kill configuration with greatly increased power.] [Core ability two: Formation amplification. If the user understands formations, they can arrange a flying blade formation, doubling its destructive power again.]
Cao Xianming rubbed his chin, his gaze deep.
Yang Yong's Artificer Sequence.
Though it was most likely an act.
His ability to actually forge Curios was truly terrifying.
While Yang Yong familiarized himself with the Heavenly Dragon Slash, having the time of his life, the sky gradually darkened.
Night fell.
Once again, the critical moment had arrived to decide whether the convoy would travel through the night or hold its ground.
Previously, with Cao Xianming unconscious, everyone had been completely in the dark, able only to take whatever came at them.
Now that Cao Xianming was awake, decisions concerning life and death naturally fell entirely to him.
Everyone silently packed up their important supplies and waited anxiously, hardly daring to breathe.
Cao Xianming sat alone on a large rock, his palm open. The Data Model hovered in the air, continuously recording every piece of information from their surroundings.
Mountains, terrain, wind direction, temperature, concentrations of yin energy, Eerie movement patterns...
Everything visible and invisible.
All of it became data, which he analyzed furiously.
Night grew utterly dark.
A Blood Moon hung high overhead, casting cold, blood-red light.
Chill winds swept through the mountain woods, thick with ghostly energy.
Eerie shrieks occasionally rang out in the distance, making their hair stand on end.
At last, Cao Xianming slowly opened his eyes, ending his calculations.
He stood, his calm voice carrying an unquestionable authority as it reached everyone present.
"We won't move tonight. Everyone must stay within the area I mark out. Remember, you may only move inside