Mind Magic, Super-Level Awakening

Chapter 46 Mind Magic, Super-Level Awakening

A terrifying creature roams the Sand River: the White Sand Demon Soldiers.

Although it's called a river, it looks more like a sea to most people, filled with white silt.

From a distance, it looks more like a undulating white ocean.

"Where are the White Sand Demon Soldiers? I can't see a single one," Zhang Xiaohou said, gazing into the distance.

Others had the same question in their minds.

"Watch closely." Gojo Satoru stepped forward with a smile, holding a piece of flesh and bones that smelled of blood, and then suddenly threw it into the Sand River.

Suddenly, waves of mud and sand erupted from the calm expanse of white mud and sand.

Amidst the sandstorm, one after another, three-meter-tall semi-giant creatures wielding sand-transformed longswords stood up. They circled the flesh and bones for a while before dissipating.

This scene left everyone speechless.

"There seems to be a formidable creature in this Sand River," Gojo Satoru murmured.

According to the six eyes' perception, in addition to the white sand demon soldiers just now, there were even stronger unknown creatures hidden deep inside.

"Wu, you mean there are even more powerful creatures inside?" Mo Fan asked incredulously.

"It should be," Gojo Satoru said uncertainly.

"Can you handle it?" Mo Fan asked nervously.

The others also looked over.

"I am confident that I can lead you away safely," Gojo Satoru said earnestly.

We can't be sure what kind of creatures are inside, and we're not confident we can defeat them, but getting them out of here shouldn't be a problem.

"That's good." Mo Fan nodded.

"Let's camp here and rest, and go in tomorrow. It's getting dark," Lingling said, pointing to the darkening sky.

The group began to set up camp, and soon three tents were erected.

……

Midnight arrived in the blink of an eye, and the four men took turns keeping watch.

The wind was strong at night in the Scorching Plains, blowing up fine yellow sand. Although it didn't affect the campfire, it did obstruct visibility.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes could only see some hazy afterimages and thermal images.

"Pat-pat-pat~~!!"

Suddenly, very heavy footsteps came from afar, and Gojo Satoru looked in the direction of the sound.

Ahead, a group of hunters could be seen being chased by a small group of Sand Howling Tigers.

There were about seven or eight Sand Roaring Tigers, while there were more than ten people in front of them. They ran directly into the white mud and sand of the Sand River, but the Sand Roaring Tigers behind them dared not step in.

The next moment, rows upon rows of white sand demon soldiers rose from the ground amidst the white sandstorm, their sand-transformed greatswords slashing heavily at the group of hunter mages.

In an instant, those hunter mages and their defensive magic were hacked to pieces!

Holy crap!

"My God!"

Just then, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan exclaimed in surprise from behind.

Ye Xinxia and Chen Ying both covered their mouths, their bright eyes wide open.

Clearly, all five of them witnessed that horrific scene.

"How about we leave? Let's just treat this trip as a vacation?" Zhao Manyan said, feeling a chill run down his spine and his limbs go weak.

"What's there to be afraid of? They're just a bunch of white sand demon soldiers. I'll lead the charge later." Gojo Satoru smiled indifferently.

"No, no, no, let's try a gentler approach," Mo Fan said, waving his hands repeatedly.

It took Chenying and Xinxia a while to adjust their mindset and recover.

"Can your mind magic really calm down the White Sand Demon Soldiers? Won't there be any problems?" Chen Ying asked cautiously.

"I couldn't do anything about the area stained with blood, but I can guarantee that the areas without blood won't have any problems," Ye Xinxia said earnestly.

"I still feel uneasy," Zhao Manyan said timidly.

Gojo Satoru looked at Zhao Manyan, this coward, speechlessly. "What are you panicking for? I'm right here, why would I let you die?"

No wonder this person would create a thousand-year-old tortoise shield; he was genuinely afraid of dying!

"..."

Still shaken, the group returned to their tents and didn't sleep well all night.

dawn.

The red sun in the east cast its bright red rays upon the Sha Wang River.

The group walked to the entrance.

"Whoever starts it first, I'm afraid we'll all be wiped out," Zhao Manyan said weakly.

"Brother Zhao, you go first." Zhang Xiaohou wisely refrained from showing off.

"You're the military magistrate, you go first."

"Your shield is thicker, you go first!"

Neither of them wanted to be the first to go.

"Stop arguing, I'll lead the way." Gojo Satoru stretched and stepped forward.

Stop dawdling. I'm waiting to make money; I don't have time to waste.

Then, he walked step by step into the white mud and sand of the Shawang River, his heart as still as water.

"Boom~~!"

Before they had gone very far, layers of white sand waves appeared around Gojo Satoru!

In the blink of an eye, the sand waves transformed into warriors clad in white armor.

Without making a sound, Gojo Satoru activated his Six Eyes and observed from a god-like perspective, only to see that he was surrounded by more than thirty white sand demon soldiers.

Realizing this, Gojo Satoru instinctively wanted to go all out, but thinking of Lingling and Mofan's strategy, he could only forcibly suppress the urge to wreak havoc.

The six people at the entrance naturally saw the situation at the Sand River, and the sharp-eyed Lingling even noticed that Gojo Satoru's hands tightened and then loosened.

"Sister Xinxia, ​​hurry up and make a move! Gotiao Wu might not be able to stop!" Lingling reminded her.

Upon hearing this, Xinxia nodded, closed her eyes, and slowly clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

"appease!"

Xinxia recited a mind-based spell.

From Gojo Satoru's omniscient perspective, a pinkish-white magical ripple bloomed on the group of white sand demon soldiers, eliminating the violence in their hearts.

Finally, the White Sand Demon Soldier, having calmed down, turned into white sand and disappeared.

"This mind-based magic seems pretty interesting. Should I try to awaken one at a higher level?" Gojo Satoru muttered to himself, resting his head on his hands.

Although he can use limitless techniques to envelop his soul and defend against mental attacks, this kind of move is really powerful.

A moment later, Zhao Manyan came down first. Seeing Gojo Satoru standing there in a daze, he went up to him and put his arm around his shoulder. "Satoru, were you scared by the White Sand Demon Soldiers?"

"No, I was just thinking about whether to awaken a mind-type ability to play around with," Gojo Satoru said calmly, snapping out of his reverie.

"What!"

Upon hearing these words, both those who knew the truth and those who didn't were stunned.

No, Gojo Satoru is only at the high level, how come he's about to awaken?

No, could he be a high-level cultivator?!

"Is there a problem?" Gojo Satoru asked, somewhat puzzled by everyone's reaction.

"No way, buddy, you haven't awakened your advanced level yet?" Zhao Manyan asked incredulously.

"I've awakened! I'm a high-level mage specializing in space, healing, and chaos," Gojo Satoru said truthfully without any hesitation.

Holy crap!!

Zhao Manyan, Mo Fan, and Zhang Xiaohou were all so shocked that they couldn't speak.

"You...you...when did you become a high-level expert in three elements?!" Mo Fan stammered, clearly quite shocked.

"That's not an important question. Are you about to transcend your level?" Lingling asked the most crucial question.

"It's too early to talk about transcending the current level; we're just considering awakening the mind-type ability at the transcendent level," Gojo Satoru said calmly.

The highest level of cultivation is only at the second level of the high-level, and there is still a long way to go before reaching the super-level.

"That's good, that's good." Mo Fan and Lingling breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a load of rubbish! Wu is already at the high-level of three elements, while I'm still stuck in the mid-level!!"

"Yeah, how can someone be so perverted!"

Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou hugged each other and wept bitterly.

(End of this chapter)