The next morning, at the forward edge of Bing Battalion's defense zone.

Zhao Tiji carried his giant hammer on his shoulder, watching Su Ming squat in the snow, burying that pile of things that looked like tangled mess into the ground.

"Brother Su, what new trick is this?" Zhao Tiji breathed out a puff of white air, "Doesn't look like a formation plate, more like a trap."

"It's pretty much a trap."

Su Ming patted the dirt off his hands and stood up, "Brother Zhao, when patrolling later, tell the brothers not to walk between these few rocks, it's easy to slip."

Zhao Tiji chuckled, "Alright, we'll listen to you, everyone will go around it."

He didn't take it too seriously.

In his view, although Su Ming the formation master had good skills, it was all about repairs and patches. To really kill the enemy, you still had to rely on the weapons in your hands.

However, the chance to test it came faster than expected.

In the afternoon, the wind and snow suddenly intensified.

A piercing whistle suddenly tore through the howling of the blizzard.

"Enemy attack! Northeast direction! Small wolf pack!"

The sentry on the watchtower roared and waved a flag.

A dozen large-sized snowfield wolf demons, using the cover of the wind and snow, crept up from the flank like white ghosts.

They were clearly scouts sent to probe, their movements light and swift, the pads under their claws making no sound upon landing.

"Prepare for battle!"

Zhao Tiji roared, his entire body's muscles tensing, the giant hammer raised high. Chen Chuan's long sword was also unsheathed, its tip flickering with a cold gleam.

The wolf pack was extremely fast, rushing into the hundred-zhang range in the blink of an eye.

Based on past experience, these beasts would use their speed advantage to circle the perimeter of the defense line, avoiding the frontal heavy firepower, specifically looking for weak gaps in the defense.

But today, the situation seemed a bit off.

The moment those dozen-plus wolf demons charged into the area covered by the "Spirit Response Spider Web" Su Ming had laid down.

Su Ming's left hand hidden in his sleeve, his index finger gave a slight hook.

*Hum.*

The invisible large net buried underground trembled lightly.

The wolf demon charging at the very front, originally preparing to leap and bite a new recruit's throat.

Its hind leg muscles had already exerted force, its body leaping into the air.

Right at that moment, the ground beneath it didn't collapse, nor were there any vines entangling it.

But that wolf demon felt as if its hind legs had been viciously yanked by an invisible giant hand.

It was a sudden disruption of gravity.

The pounce that should have leapt three zhang high was forcibly shortened by half.

*Thud!*

The wolf demon's body lost balance in mid-air, like a ragged sack thrown by someone, crashing heavily onto the ground, right at the new recruit's feet, startling the recruit.

"Good chance!"

Though flustered, the new recruit's instincts were still there, his spear instinctively thrusting downwards.

*Thwack.*

The spear tip pierced the wolf demon's soft abdomen without any resistance. That fierce wolf demon died without ever understanding why its proud leap had failed.

It wasn't just this one.

The dozen-plus wolf demons that charged into the area were like they had suddenly gotten drunk.

Some, while running, had their front legs sink as if into a quagmire, stumbling violently, their chins hitting the frozen ground, knocking out two fangs.

Some wanted to change direction to dodge arrows, but their bodies disobediently drifted in the opposite direction, actively delivering their heads to the blade's edge.

The originally swift and deadly wolf pack charge instantly turned into a comical wrestling show.

"Did these beasts' legs go soft?"

Although Old Liu was one-eyed, his vision was sharp. Seizing the moment a wolf demon lost its balance, he cleaved off its head with one slash, "Weird today, why are these wolves like they haven't eaten their fill?"

"Don't overthink it! Kill!"

Zhao Tiji laughed heartily, his giant hammer swinging with a fierce whooshing sound.

Facing a group of enemies who couldn't even stand steady, this battle was practically a one-sided slaughter.

In less than half the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all dozen-plus wolf demons had become corpses. The snowfield was splattered with red wolf blood, while everyone in Squad C-Seven, except for that startled new recruit whose pants were a bit wet, were completely unharmed.

"Exhilarating!"

Zhao Tiji kicked away a wolf corpse by his feet, wiped the snow spray off his face, then turned to look at Su Ming standing calmly in the rear.

"Brother Su, that trap of yours... is godly!"

Zhao Tiji strode over, his eyes shining, "I saw it clearly just now, that wolf could clearly dodge Old Liu's blade, but then its body tilted, and it crashed into it on its own! What kind of formation is this? Did you slip the wolf demons a knockout drug?"

"Just a little trick."

Su Ming squatted down, pretending to check the formation's depletion, casually retrieving a few already cracked Warning Disks, "Just slightly altered the flow of spiritual energy on the ground, making it so they couldn't borrow force."

He didn't explain "gravity" and "viscous force fields," those terms were too profound for these rough men.

"Useful! Damn useful!"

Old Liu came over, looking at the inconspicuous spirit threads on the ground, clicking his tongue in wonder, "This thing has no movement, perfect for ambushing people. Master Su, can this formation be expanded a bit more? If we could lay a circle around the entire defense zone, we could sleep with one eye open at night."

Su Ming's fingers gently brushed over those broken spirit threads, sensing the residual fluctuations within.

Although the effect of the previous battle was outstanding, the depletion was also shocking.

The simplified Star Attraction Lines placed too much load on the carrier; these low-grade materials were basically disposable.

"It can be done, but it costs materials."

Su Ming stood up, clapping his hands, "And this thing is okay for dealing with low-grade demon beasts. If we encounter a Foundation Establishment demon general, their demonic energy would shatter this net with one shake."

"That's enough!" Zhao Tiji waved his big hand, "Materials are nothing! The materials from these dozen-plus wolf demons just now, they all go to you! Brothers, any objections?"

"No objections!"

"Master Su taking the lion's share is only right!"

The surrounding soldiers clamored in agreement. On the battlefield, something that can make people bleed less is their lifeline.

Su Ming smiled, not declining.

He collected those wolf corpses, but his gaze went over the cheers of the crowd, landing on the distant gray horizon.

"Master, although this 'Spirit Response Spider Web' is useful, it's still too fragile."

Su Ming reviewed in his heart, "If it's a large-scale beast tide, this kind of disposable obstruction won't be enough to look at. I need a tougher carrier, or... a more ingenious structure."

"Don't rush, you can't become fat in one bite."

Lin Yu's voice was still lazy.