Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

“Hey, stop gawking. Let’s move, let’s move! Master gave the order.”

Seeing Fist Sage’s gesture, the group crouching behind the hill scrambled to their feet and began gathering their gear.

“After we cross this Path of Blood, we’ll reach the gates of the Blood Hell Forbidden Land. This path is a single-line network where only team players can be grouped together. From now on, switch all your equipment to focus on spell defense primarily, with physical defense as secondary,” Yun Xiang instructed as she stood up, directing everyone to prepare.

“Master should have mentioned these equipment changes before he arrived.”

“Yun Yin, you’re a Knight class. You’re responsible for carrying Yun Bao. Eldest Senior Brother, you nine form a group with Yun Bao. Once we enter the Blood Hell Forbidden Land, stay put and don’t move. Wait for us to push forward.”

Yun Xiang continued exercising her big sister role, “The Blood Hell Forbidden Land has random teleportation. If you land on top of a boss, it’s suicide. So, pray for good luck.”

The Blood Hell Forbidden Land wasn’t just called a forbidden land because it was crawling with bosses. It also had many harsh requirements that made many players balk.

The random teleportation setting, for instance, instantly negated the advantage of large guilds entering and occupying the area.

No matter how many people you brought, if the random positions between teams were unfavorable and you landed next to a boss, a large group could be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

“Understood.”

After hearing Yun Xiang’s instructions, Yun Long and the others complied without fussing over the team arrangements.

Once everyone was geared up, they formed their teams. The Nine Rivers of Shanhe plus Yun Bao formed a ten-person team, while Yun Xiang, A Silly Cutie, and Fist Sage formed a three-person team.

Without further ado, the two teams passed through the Path of Blood and arrived at the gates of the Blood Hell Forbidden Land.

“The Blood Hell Forbidden Land is the Blood Hell Demon Lord’s territory. The entire instance has about 50,000 bosses. Most of these are the Blood Hell Demon Lord’s underlings, ranging from level 30 Blood Hell Blade Guards to the level 3000 Blood Hell Demon Lord. In the game settings, they’re all bosses,” Yun Xiang explained, knowing A Silly Cutie was a gaming novice.

“The drop rate for Guild Establishment Tokens from Blood Hell Blade Guards is abysmal. You were incredibly lucky to get that token last time. This time, you might kill 500 and still not see one drop.”

“So our target this time is the level 60 Blood Hell Blade Guard Commander. These commanders usually reside in the ancient cities within the Blood Hell Forbidden Land.”

“Along the way, there are many Blood Hell Blade Guards and Demon Guards patrolling, so we must advance step by step to reach the nearest ancient city.”

“Moreover, the Blood Hell Forbidden Land has blood mist. Without taking Blood Coagulation Powder, you’ll lose 100 HP every 30 seconds, with no cure available.”

“Damn, this Blood Hell Forbidden Land sounds insanely tough,” A Silly Cutie was speechless after hearing all this.

An all-boss lineup, each with over 3 million HP, advancing step by step to the Blood Hell ancient city – how long would this take? And they’d need to constantly replenish their health to avoid automatic HP loss.

A Silly Cutie felt this instance was far too challenging.

“Do we have Blood Coagulation Powder?”

“No,” Yun Xiang shook her head.

“N-no?” A Silly Cutie’s jaw dropped.

Losing 100 HP every 30 seconds – even with her luxurious equipment and maxed-out Strong Body Art, she only had 2600 HP.

Without Blood Coagulation Powder, how many health potions would they burn through?

“Actually, there’s more. The Blood Hell Forbidden Land also has strict inventory requirements. You can only carry 100 slots of items at a time, counting only the first 100 slots of your inventory. So you need to rearrange your bag and put the most essential items in front.”

“Most crucially, you can only enter the Blood Hell Forbidden Land once per day, and each entry lasts only one hour!”

Hearing this, A Silly Cutie’s expression changed once again.

She felt like the Blood Hell Forbidden Land was virtually unplayable…

“How are we supposed to beat this?” Originally, with Skeleton Big Brother around, she hadn’t worried about this mission at all.

But after Yun Xiang’s explanation, her confidence wavered slightly.

“Well, that depends on how Skeleton God plans to handle it.”

After Yun Xiang’s words, everyone’s gaze turned towards Jiang Cheng.

The problem was laid out.

It seemed almost unsolvable.

All these rules were set by the Great Wasteland to prevent players from rising too quickly, which would reduce the game’s playability and lifespan.

An all-boss lineup, with one boss every 500 meters.

Losing 100 HP every 30 seconds, maximum team size of 10 people.

Random spawn points, bosses with full-range damage, 500-meter alert range, constant movement – no possibility of safely soloing.

Maximum 100 inventory slots, potions that can’t stack – meaning you can only bring 100 potions.

Level 30 bosses with a minimum of 3 million HP and at least 500 defense. For players who barely exceeded 600 attack, it was like tickling the bosses.

If their random spawn was unfavorable, pushing through to the Blood Hell Forbidden Land would require defeating at least 200 level 30 bosses!

And the time limit was just one hour!

Even the Temple, widely acknowledged as the top guild and a behemoth with millions of members, couldn’t break through the Blood Hell Forbidden Land at this stage.

It was an almost impossible task.

The Nine Rivers of Shanhe truly couldn’t understand how, given all these harsh conditions, their master could be so confident that Jiang Cheng could push through.

“Old He, you want me to fight the bosses, plan the strategy, and even provide my own potions? Are you trying to profit all at once?” Jiang Cheng said, moving closer to Fist Sage after hearing Yun Xiang’s explanation. His tone carried a hint of teasing.

Old He was his former nickname for Zhen Shanhe, as Zhen Shanhe’s real name contained the character for “river”. Jiang Cheng had gotten used to calling him that.

“Oh, so you can speak?” Fist Sage was slightly taken aback.

However, noticing the distance between them and Jiang Cheng’s deliberate approach, Fist Sage immediately understood. He sighed softly,

“It’s rare to trouble you once. In the future, we might even become enemies. What do you think?”

As he finished, a knowing smile appeared on Fist Sage’s face.

“Fine,” Jiang Cheng waved his hand. “Ruthless enough.”

“By the way, your disciples don’t seem to think much of me?”

“Don’t mind them. They’re just a bunch of inexperienced brats. How would they know how terrifying Little Chengzi is?”

“Not again? We agreed not to mention that nickname,” Jiang Cheng turned his head, somewhat annoyed.

Fist Sage used to call him by his name directly.

But ever since that time in Japan when he was sparring with a female karate expert and almost got his lower parts broken, the nickname “Little Chengzi” stuck.

It was his shame in the martial arts world, a past he was most reluctant to bring up.

“Alright, I get it. Little Chengzi, how do you plan to push through this instance?”