Spirit Realm Expedition

In the Spirit Realm Mist, a fully armed army silently advances.

Lin Xu sat atop a cloud, watching the expeditionary army below.

The main force of this battle consisted of 100 Dao soldiers led by Zhao Dan, the Demon-Suppressing Commandant, with the magical support of more than a dozen inner disciples accompanying the army. This kind of army could easily wipe out a small village.

Ahead of this group, Yan Jingshu led her Red-Robed Ghosts through the mist, clearing away the evil and strange creatures that hindered their progress.

Heavy infantry plus light cavalry: a simple yet excellent combat combination.

Two days had passed since Chen Hao placed the beacon, and the positions of the two territories had been basically secured.

According to Lin Xu's assessment, Xuanwei Monastery is about 20 li away from Chen Lineage Village, which is quite a distance in the Spirit Realm.

Clearly, a single beacon is far too weak Bond between the two territories.

"Based on this pattern, the final distance between the Jiang Lineage family's territory and the Xuanwei Monastery should be approximately 30 li. I hope my judgment is accurate."

After acquiring the Wayfinding Compass and bronze disc, Lin Xu roughly figured out how these kinds of equipment worked.

This is essentially an information-level interactive device, where one end sends and the other receives, allowing two territories that were not originally intersecting to interact.

This equipment was clearly prepared for wars between territories, and the mysteries it contained were beyond his comprehension, seemingly containing the deep secrets of the Spirit Realm.

These kinds of equipment were not made by a craftsman, but created by the Spirit Realm itself.

With two similar pieces of equipment for comparison, Lin Xu interfered with the accuracy and signal strength of the information transmitted by the copper disk.

The Jiang Lineage can come, but only if he is fully prepared.

Short bursts of fighting sounds came from ahead. Lin Xu glanced over using the vision of his Evil Eye and saw that a roaming horde of zombies had been wiped out by the Red-Robed Ghosts.

Monsters in the Spirit Realm originate from the imagination of intelligent life; even walking corpses alone can be divided into dozens of different types.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Xu maintained his Light Body Technique, empowering the entire team to continue advancing.

After his encounter with the evil spirit last time, he became well-behaved, and the Evil Eye's field of vision was limited to a range of 200 meters from the group.

This range can provide both early warning and ensure safety.

"Master, enemy detected!" came the tense voice of the Evil Eye Ball. "It's a horde of ghosts!"

Lin Xu frowned and looked over, his gaze suddenly hardening.

Two hundred meters to the left, a group of over 300 undead roamed the land.

Unlike common skeletons and zombies, the most numerous among these undead are ghouls, short creatures that are only 1.5 meters tall, always hunched over, but with agile, slender bodies and sharp claws.

The most conspicuous creatures in the line were several rotting "giants" that were 4 or 5 meters tall— Butcher.

Name: Butcher Race: Undead Level: 8

Strength: 16

Agility: 7

Physical condition: 18

Spirit: 10

Intelligence: 4

Life: 234

Mana: 100

Equipment: Iron Hook Skill: Bloody Throw: Throws the iron hook at the target Crushing Heavy Blow: Charges up and delivers a powerful blow Ghoul Nest: After the Butcher has consumed enough flesh and corpses, he breeds new ghouls. Rotting Body (Passive): A breeding ground for viruses. Creatures that come within five meters of the Butcher have a 30% chance of being infected with the Plague. [Plague] Health -1 per second for 5 seconds, stacking up to 3 times. Evaluation: The undead fear not the blade, but only silence. "This scale of undead horde is enough to pose a threat to the Knights' Territory----" Lin Xu frowned slightly and immediately commanded the army to move away from this wandering horde of corpses.

Monsters and eeriness abound in the Misty Wilderness; most monster groups are small, consisting of three to five individuals.

Such a large group is not common. It's not that the refresh scale is insufficient, but that too many groups would cause a significant disturbance and quickly attract other dangers in the surrounding area.

Just as Lin Xu was directing the expeditionary force to take a detour, this arrogant horde of corpses attracted a group of centaurs. These half-human, half-horse monsters are known for their speed, and their natural horsemanship combined with bows and spears makes them quite formidable in combat.

Startled, the horde of corpses turned without hesitation and charged toward the centaur.

The centaurs immediately launched a charge, and dozens of cavalrymen crashed and trampled the horde of ghouls, bringing the battle to a fierce confrontation right from the start.

Lin Xu frowned and directed the Dao soldiers to retreat slowly.

"Qiuqiu, expand the warning line of sight to 300 meters," he instructed telepathically.

"Yes, Master."

His field of vision subtly expanded, and he glanced around, his brows furrowing.

Within sight, three groups of monsters, large and small, were drawn by the sudden battle, moving through the mist, their target the chaotic battlefield.

One of the groups of red-eyed wild boars was running right in front of our own battle group!

"There's no time to dodge!" Lin Xu estimated the speed of both sides and ordered without hesitation, "Zhao Dan, form ranks and prepare to resist the heavy cavalry charge!"

Zhao Yan had already spotted the approaching enemy through the shared vision of the Evil Eye. He quickly commanded his soldiers to form a battle formation facing the direction of the wild boar's charge, their long halberds pointing diagonally, ready for battle.

When they were about 50 meters away from the army formation, the group of red-eyed wild boars, which were about 1.5 meters tall at the shoulder, began to accelerate, clearly having noticed the Daoist army formation ahead.

"Blazing Fire Talisman!"

More than a dozen Daoist priests released fire talismans, and balls of fire rained down on the attacking wild boar.

"Boom~"

Amidst the billowing flames, a dozen wild boars continued running, their bodies bearing only some charred hair and no other obvious injuries.

The galloping wild boars, like heavily armored knights, left clear hoofprints, each an inch deep, across the wilderness.

Such an impact is comparable to a car crash; even with the support of a military formation, the Daoist soldiers who are met with the impact will inevitably suffer damage.

"We can't let them crash into us!"

Lin Xu instantly entered a state of Thought Overclocking, and time seemed to slow down before his eyes, turning the running wild boar into slow motion frame by frame.

With a thought, a faint fluctuation of magical power swept across the ground more than two thousand meters away.

The originally flat ground quickly sank and collapsed into a pit more than 20 centimeters deep and about the size of a cup in diameter.

The next second, a thick pig's hoof stomped down and landed right in the pit.

The running figure stumbled, accompanied by a chilling "crack" sound, and the wild boar screamed and rolled on the ground.

The wild boar was at the front of the charging formation. Due to inertia, it rolled down, tripping over three or four other wild boars behind it.

They rolled into a ball.

Meanwhile, Lin Xu had already shifted his target. As pits quietly appeared on the ground, the charging wild boars were tripped up one by one.

The heavy cavalry charge was thrown into chaos, and more than a dozen wild boars rolled to the ground one after another.

When Lin Xu stopped, more than a dozen wild boars tumbled and crashed towards the Daoist soldiers' formation.

Zhao Dan instinctively swung his halberd, the tip striking the wild boar's neck.