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

"I've contacted the Air Force and the nearest airport to prepare for an emergency landing, but only if you can keep that damn plane from crashing!"

After Lu Yan finished speaking, the phone was abruptly hung up, leaving only a rapid busy tone.

I slowly put down the receiver and turned to look at Li Qing beside me.

"Li Qing, wake up, we've got work to do."

I unbuckled my seatbelt and tightly fastened the backpack containing the snake eggs and the evil crystal to my chest, my eyes turning sharp at that moment.

"There's been an incident in the cockpit ahead; the captain and first officer are both unconscious. We have to get there."

Li Qing swallowed hard, staring at the still violently shaking cabin, and cursed, "Damn it! I told you we shouldn't get involved in this mess! This is definitely being targeted by some dirty thing!"

He cursed as he frantically unbuckled his seatbelt.

Because of the plane's violent turbulence, his fingers slipped off several times, and he finally had to almost forcefully pull the buckle open.

"Damn it, if I manage to land alive this time, I'm definitely going to dig up that bastard's ancestral grave!"

Li Qing staggered to his feet, clutching a tattered apricot-yellow flag tightly in his hand.

Although his face was a little pale, a fierce look had already appeared in his eyes.

Without saying much, I grabbed the flight attendant who was about to fall and said in a calm voice, "Lead the way to the cockpit."

The flight attendant was completely disoriented at this point. Upon hearing my words, she instinctively turned around and stumbled towards the front of the cabin.

The aircraft's attitude was very bad at this point, with the nose tilting downwards at an increasingly large angle.

The first-class cabin was in complete chaos, with suitcases sliding around in the aisle and banging against the seats.

We struggled through the short passageway to reach the cockpit door.

The door was tightly shut, with a flashing red electronic lock light on it.

"I can't...I can't open it!"

The flight attendant's hands trembled as she typed a password onto the keyboard, but the electronic lock did not respond, only emitting a series of rapid "beep" error messages.

"The system is locked! It's possible the captain triggered the anti-hijacking program before losing consciousness, or it could be a system malfunction..."

This door is bulletproof, and reinforced with titanium alloy inside; it can't be opened without hydraulic shears!

She pounded on the hatch in despair, tears streaming down her face.

I reached out and pulled her behind me, helping her to lean against the bulkhead to secure her body, then turned to look at the heavy white hatch.

"Li Qing, step back."

I said something in a low voice, then took a deep breath.

This breath, inhaled into the lungs, felt like igniting a fuse.

The mercury-like evil energy that was slowly flowing through my meridians suddenly roared like an enraged dragon.

My eyes narrowed slightly, and a black glint seemed to flash deep within my pupils.

The essence of "Shaking Mountain Force," a hard qigong style from beyond the Great Wall, lies not in the fancy moves, but in the terrifying shock force that can shake mountains in an instant.

With my legs slightly bent and my feet gripping the ground tightly, I stood incredibly steadily even in this weightless environment.

"open!"

I let out a low shout, and my once normal palm instantly turned as black as ink.

A high concentration of malevolent energy emanated from my body, enveloping my enhanced left palm.

The malevolent energy even condensed into tangible black claws at the fingertips.

I slammed my left hand down on the center latch of the bulletproof hatch.

I didn't do any fancy moves, just pure pushing and pure vibration!

"Buzz—!!!"

A dull, low-frequency vibration suddenly exploded.

The bulletproof hatch, which was supposed to withstand close-range pistol fire, groaned in pain under my palm strike, much like a gong struck by a heavy hammer.

Centered on my palm, the white metal door panel instantly dented, leaving a palm print about an inch deep!

Immediately afterwards, the extremely domineering mercury-like evil energy frantically seeped into the palm print.

Sha Qi is the most Yin and malevolent energy in the universe, representing corrosiveness and destructive power.

"Crack! Crack! Bang!"

Inside the hatch, the intricate mechanical lock cylinder cracked repeatedly under the corrosive influence of the malevolent energy and the vibrations of the "Mountain-Shaking Force".

"Holy crap... Is this something a human would do?"

Li Qing, standing behind him, stared wide-eyed. Even at this critical moment of life and death, he was so shocked by the scene that his jaw almost dropped.

I didn't stop; my right hand followed immediately.

He gripped the edge of the indentation with both hands, and the meridians in his body bulged, like small bluish-black snakes crawling under his skin.

"Break for me!"

With a roar, I ripped my arms apart.

"Sizzle—Boom!"

The sound at that moment was like tearing open the armor of a tank with bare hands.

Amidst the flying sparks, I somehow managed to tear that incredibly sturdy bulletproof hatch off the frame, twisting it into a piece of scrap metal.

I then casually tossed it onto the sidewalk, where it made a loud "bang".

The wind howled.

Although the cockpit was not damaged, a considerable airflow vortex was formed inside due to the disorder in the air pressure system.

A barrage of piercing alarm sounds instantly filled my ears.

"Pull up! Pull up!"

"Terrain! Terrain!"

The red lights in the cockpit were flashing, and the data on the instrument panel was jumping wildly.

Through the windshield, I could already see the dark clouds below and the occasional flash of lightning; the oppressive feeling of falling at breakneck speed was suffocating.

But I didn't have time to look out the window at that moment.

My gaze was fixed on the two people in the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

The captain was a middle-aged man in his forties, and the co-pilot was a young man.

At this moment, the two men were slumped in their seats in an extremely bizarre posture, their heads drooping limply and swaying with the turbulence of the plane.

What's most chilling is their skin.

What should have been a normal skin tone now appeared as a deathly grayish-purple.

Beneath that bluish-purple hue, black veins, protruding like earthworms, were frantically climbing up their necks and faces, converging into a dark dot between their eyebrows.

"Don't touch them!"

Li Qing squeezed in from behind me, and his expression changed after just one glance.

"This is not an illness! Nor is it poisoning!"

He quickly pulled a compass from his pocket. The compass needle was spinning wildly and finally snapped shut on the captain's forehead with a "snap".

"This is a curse!" Li Qing gritted his teeth, speaking very quickly.

"Someone cast a spell on them, and just a moment ago, the curse was detonated remotely!"

This tactic... is too insidious! They're going to drag hundreds of people on this plane down with them!