Trap, come!

Lu Chen looked outside the totem pillar and heaved a sigh of relief.

it's alright. The fog was very quiet while I was improving.

The mist was indeed very quiet. After Lu Chen used his ghost hands to pull out the ghosts one by one, the mist remained very quiet.

However, Lu Chen didn't let his guard down. He felt that this was the calm before the storm.

Wuzu's thoughts were similar to Lu Chen's. Other than asking Lu Chen to stand out and encourage the soldiers, he also warned the patrolling soldiers to be careful.

Time slowly passed by under such careful defense.

Very quickly, half an hour had passed. During this process, the fog did not move at all. The people in the village naturally did not dare to go out. They waited for the sun to rise.

Lu Chen didn't waste this chance. The increase in his strength was too great. In a short period of time, Lu Chen couldn't control his own body.

Fortunately, the mist didn't move and gave Lu Chen some time.