What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"You bastard!"

Master Xuanzhen flew into a rage and slammed his palm on the stone table.

"Bang!"

The hard granite table was actually cracked by his palm strike.

"A diversionary tactic! This is a diversionary tactic!"

The old Taoist priest was so angry his beard trembled. "We've been tricked! That idiot Wang De is just a pawn! He's risking his life here with a fake just to stall us!"

Lu Yan's expression changed.

She stared intently at the scarecrow, her fingernails digging deep into her palms.

"If this is a fake... then where is the real blood sacrifice?"

As I looked at the pile of mud, all the previous clues flashed through my mind.

If it is a blood sacrifice, it must be supported by extremely heavy yin energy and evil energy.

Jubaozhai is a fake place; an overall inspection revealed no significant source of yin energy.

Even the malevolent energy was simply drawn from the earth's veins using an array.

Where is it really?

Just then, the malevolent energy within my body suddenly surged violently without warning.

An unprecedented sense of crisis instantly enveloped my entire body.

I turned my head sharply and looked towards the north of Jiangcheng.

"Over there..."

I muttered to myself.

"What?" Lu Yan asked instinctively.

Before I could answer, something unexpected happened.

"Buzz—!"

A deep, muffled hum, seemingly coming from the depths of the earth, swept across the entire city of Jiangcheng in an instant.

Then, everyone present witnessed a scene they would never forget.

In the night sky north of Jiangcheng, a black beam of light shot into the sky.

The beam of light was incredibly thick, piercing straight into the sky, instantly overshadowing the stars and moonlight, and turning half the night sky black.

Even from dozens of kilometers away, I could still smell that unpleasant odor carried on the wind.

That's the aura of death!

The aura of death was so dense it had almost materialized!

"That is..."

Master Xuanzhen's eyes widened, his voice filled with disbelief: "Such heavy corpse energy! How could Jiangcheng have such a dangerous place?!"

Lu Yan looked in that direction and murmured.

"That's... the direction of the ancient town's underground palace!"

I took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the surging blood and qi within my body.

That's right.

The previous incident involving Lin Heng was just a prelude, and the Hundred Ghosts Weaving Clothes was merely an appetizer.

The true goal of the guardian of the tripod has always been the underground palace beneath the ancient town.

It has never changed.

However, since the incident of the Hundred Ghosts Weaving Clothes was exposed, the appearance of the underground palace has attracted a lot of attention from the Bureau of Folklore, and even the headquarters has sent down experts to set up an array to seal the place.

They couldn't possibly launch a direct assault on the underground palace while under the watchful eyes of the official organization.

That would be tantamount to walking into a trap.

So they changed their strategy.

They used the Jubaozhai incident to attract the attention of the Folklore Bureau, even at the cost of sacrificing a minor leader and dozens of his men, all to make their operations there more secretive.

Looking back now, the discovery of that undercover brother's body seems too coincidental.

I had just followed the clues to discover the location of Jubaozhai when his body was found by the Folklore Bureau near Jiangcheng.

The information he possessed further confirmed the suspicious nature of Jubaozhai.

What a cunning design, with each step intricately linked!

Thinking about this, I fell silent for a moment.

Perhaps the undercover brother's identity had already been exposed, and the guardian of the cauldron had kept him alive, waiting for this moment.

"Director Lu."

I walked over to Lu Yan and reached out to press my hand on her shoulder.

"Perhaps we misjudged the situation, but now is not the time to blame ourselves."

I stared at the towering black pillar of light in the north, my gaze gradually sharpening.

"Now that they've set up the stage, let's go and finish the play."

"We haven't lost yet, have we?"

Besides, regardless of the current situation, behind you are the myriad lights of Jiangcheng.

Lu Yan stared blankly at the starlight in the sky, which was covered by the aura of death, her eyes gradually hardening.

"you're right."

She took a deep breath, grabbed the communicator, and her voice regained its coldness:

"Attention all units! Level 1 combat readiness! Target: Ancient town in the northern suburbs of Jiangcheng! Notify traffic management departments to close all roads leading to the northern district! Notify relevant departments to activate Level 1 natural disaster simulation early warning! Report to the General Administration and request support from a Class A array master!"

Master Xuanzhen also composed himself, but his face was still so gloomy it could drip water.

"Amitabha... I've spent my whole life hunting eagles, and today I've been pecked in the eye by a sparrow."

He gritted his teeth and said, "What a cunning guardian of the cauldron! What a clever diversionary tactic! Even if it costs me my life, I'll go and confront them today!"

"Let's go."

I pulled up my collar, covered my mouth and nose, and walked towards the alley entrance first.

……

00:45 AM, northern suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Dozens of police cars and special police vehicles blocked the national highway leading to the ancient town, and the red and blue police lights intertwined in the night to form a sea of ​​anxious light.

But I couldn't see what the ancient town looked like.

Five hundred meters from the ancient town's archway, a black wall suddenly cuts through the sky and the earth.

That wasn't a wall made of bricks and stones, but rather the aura of corpses.

It looks like a giant black hemisphere, upside down above the entire ancient town.

It not only swallowed up all the buildings, but also the sound and light.

Standing outside the cordon, even from hundreds of meters away, I could feel the chill that was hitting me.

"Report! The drone can't get in. It went out of control and crashed just 20 meters into the black fog. The last footage it transmitted back was all static."

A technical officer took off his headphones, sweating profusely, and reported to Lu Yan, his voice filled with barely concealed panic.

"And... the Geiger counter is beeping erratically. Although there is no radiation, the magnetic field readings are completely distorted."

Lu Yan stood on the hood of a command vehicle, clutching a walkie-talkie tightly in her hand.

"What about Group Three? Haven't we made contact with them yet?"

"No." The operator swallowed hard.

"Starting twenty minutes ago, the vital signs of all members of the three groups stationed near the ancestral hall in the ancient town... have all disappeared."

Twenty minutes ago, when the black beam of light shot into the sky.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

Master Xuanzhen stood beside me, his whisk trembling slightly.

He stared at the black wall of air, his eyes filled with horror.

"The Corpse Domain...it has actually formed a Corpse Domain."

"Taoist Master, what is the Corpse Domain?" I asked softly.

Although I am a corpse stitcher and am very sensitive to evil energy, this is indeed the first time I have ever seen such a large-scale event.

"The Corpse Domain is not simply a collection of corpse energy."

Master Xuanzhen took a deep breath and pointed at the churning black mist.

"This is a qualitative change caused by quantitative change. When the concentration of corpse energy reaches a certain level and there is a powerful evil object as the core support, it will form an independent force field."

In this force field, yin and yang are reversed, and living people should not enter.

"A living person who goes in will be assimilated into a walking corpse within three quarters of an hour."