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

"Li Qing, we can't kill all of these things."

I looked calmly at the dense array of dark shadows squeezing out from the walls and ceiling around me.

At this moment, I was breathing heavily, and although my voice was calm, the knuckles of my fingers holding the knife had turned white.

"They are products of this domain, and as long as the formation remains intact, they are limitless."

"Damn! I know!"

Li Qing was so anxious that he was covered in sweat.

"Damn it, without the flag, half of my tactics for skirmishing are useless!"

"Old Chen, you hold on for three minutes! I'll use my compass to calculate the location of the formation's core!"

"Okay." I didn't waste any words and simply replied.

I took a deep breath and tried my best to squeeze out the last two layers of malevolent energy in my meridians.

This afternoon at Guan the Blind's house, I used up a great deal of my internal energy trying to stitch up Guan Ling's torn soul.

Back at the hotel, before he could even get a full night's sleep, he was attacked by the split soul.

My body is like an engine that's almost out of fuel; it's been pushed to its limit.

But now is not the time to rest.

"Sizzle—"

A faceless waiter suddenly pounced down on my head, his split mouth full of fine black teeth.

I shifted my feet slightly, twisted my body at an extremely tricky angle, and raised the scalpel in my hand from bottom to top.

The blade, gleaming faintly with black light, precisely sliced ​​into the monster's neck.

No blood spurted out, only a thick plume of black smoke dissipated.

But then, three more faceless monsters pounced on them from both sides at the same time.

"Royal!"

I gave a low shout, and a heat rose between my brows.

The black bone needle suspended in mid-air transformed into a black line that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and it darted wildly within a radius of ten meters.

The muffled "puff puff puff" sounds continued. Before the three monsters could even get half a meter closer to me, they were pierced through the forehead by bone needles and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

"Hurry up, Li Qing."

I urged him on at the opportune moment, and with a swift stroke, I cleaved a pale, ghostly hand that had emerged from the carpet.

"Don't rush me! This old monster's formation uses some unorthodox methods from Changbai Mountain; the magnetic field is incredibly chaotic!"

Li Qing bit his left middle finger and smeared the bright red blood onto the compass needle.

He muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the rapidly spinning pointer, veins bulging on his forehead.

Time passed second by second.

My breathing became heavier and heavier.

Without the support of abundant malevolent energy, my movements began to slow down.

A faceless monster broke through the defenses of the bone needles, its sharp claws tearing a bloody gash in my shoulder.

The chilling, malevolent energy seeped into the wound, instantly numbing half of his body.

I gritted my teeth, cleaved the monster in two with a backhand strike, and simultaneously used the last bit of my malevolent energy to seal the acupoints around the wound.

Just as my vision began to blur, Li Qing suddenly shouted from behind:

"Found it! The Qian position, the painting at the end of the corridor!"

Without any hesitation, I pushed off with both legs, smashing through the two monsters blocking my way, and headed straight for the end of the corridor.

It was an inexpensive landscape painting hanging on the wall, but at that moment, in my eyes, a deep purple evil aura was constantly surging from behind that painting.

"Break it!"

I channeled my killing intent into the willow-leaf blade and slashed fiercely at the oil painting.

"Snap—!"

A sharp sound, like shattering glass, echoed through the corridor.

The oil painting split open in the middle, revealing a palm-sized black bronze mirror inside.

As the bronze mirror shattered, the faceless monsters with bared fangs and claws around it vanished instantly.

And that suffocating sense of spatial overlap also disappears.

The motion-sensor lights in the corridor came back on, and the occasional car horn of a passing car in Fengtian City could be heard outside the window late at night.

The "ghost wall" has been broken.

I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, my whole body drenched in sweat and blood, as if I had been pulled out of the water.

Li Qing also collapsed to the ground, looking at the compass in his hand with a crack, his heart aching.

"Finally...finally it's done."

Li Qing wiped the sweat from his face.

"Fengtian is no place for humans to live; everything you encounter here is so eerie."

I didn't say anything, but silently put the bone needle back into my pocket.

However, just when we thought it was all over and were ready to catch our breath,

The cool sensation between my brows suddenly began to pulsate violently, like boiling water!

It was an unprecedented sense of crisis, ten times stronger than when facing the deadly trap of Wandie Valley in Huilong Village!

"Li Qing! Get up!"

I suddenly sat up and pulled Li Qing up from the ground.

Almost at the same instant, with a loud "boom," the entire wall and window at the end of the corridor were smashed apart from the outside by a violent force!

Amidst the flying bricks and glass shards, a thick, almost tangible black, foul wind rushed into the corridor.

The light bulbs in the corridor burst one after another under the impact of this force, plunging the surroundings into darkness instantly.

In the darkness, an extremely tall figure slowly walked in through the broken hole in the wall.

It was a monster that was nearly 2.5 meters tall.

It wore a tattered shaman's robe, and its exposed skin was covered with stiff black hair.

Its face was no longer recognizable as human; its long snout protruded forward, and a pair of green vertical pupils emitted a chilling, eerie light in the darkness.

Black Wind Immortal, your true form has descended!

"Break my formation... destroy my divided soul..."

The monster spoke.

Its voice was no longer the elusive echo of the previous split soul; every word vibrated so loudly it hurt my eardrums.

"Young Master Chen, today I'll use your heart and liver as a drinking snack!"

As soon as it finished speaking, an extremely terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire corridor.

The feeling was like an invisible mountain pressing down on my shoulders, making it difficult for me to even breathe.

"Old Chen, we're in big trouble."

Li Qing's voice trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and took out the last few talismans he had kept at the bottom of his chest from his pocket.

"This thing is a powerful wild immortal who has descended the mountain in his true form. We're probably going to die here today."

"I can't explain it."

I said it slowly and deliberately, then gripped the scalpel tightly in my other hand.

I know what state I am in right now.

His killing energy was depleted, and his physical strength was exhausted.

Li Qing was a feng shui master who had lost his magical artifacts.

In such a confined space, facing a monster with a powerful physique and extraordinary magical abilities, he simply didn't have time to set up a feng shui formation.

This was an encounter battle with no chance of victory.

However, the lineage of corpse stitchers has never had the habit of offering their necks for execution.

"die!"

With a roar, the Black Wind Immortal unleashed his massive body, creating a gust of wind, and instantly rushed towards us.

Its huge, black-haired claw, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, slammed down on the top of my head.