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

Under the cover of shadow, a man in black robes suddenly rushed towards the injured team member, his butterfly-winged knife aimed straight for the man's throat.

"Watch out! These people are from Butterfly Valley! They're very cunning!"

I loudly reminded Lu Yan.

As I shouted, I shifted my feet, unleashing the power of the Mountain-Shaking Force from the soles of my feet, and my entire body struck forward like a gray lightning bolt.

"Clang!"

The lancet and the butterfly scalpel clashed head-on, sparks flying everywhere.

The man in black robes clearly hadn't expected me to be so strong; he was thrown back three steps, his hand split open.

I gave him no chance to breathe. My right hand swiftly slashed horizontally with my willow-leaf blade, while my left hand secretly made a sword gesture.

The black bone needle, placed close to the body, flew out silently. Under the control of the Qi manipulation technique, it was hidden in the shadow of the willow-leaf blade, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.

Just as the man in black robes was about to raise his sword to fight again, a black bone needle pierced through his brow.

He didn't even manage a scream; his whole body felt as if all his bones had been removed, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

"Chen Yang, watch out on the left!" Lu Yan shouted.

She was now caught up in the melee, wielding her thunder-patterned peach wood sword with incredible skill.

Each thrust of the sword carried the unique, majestic thunderous sound of the Righteous Path.

Two men in black robes attacked her, but she forced them back with a single lightning talisman, appearing to be handling the situation with ease.

But my situation is a little different.

From the depths of the alley, a burly man in a black robe slowly emerged.

Unlike the others, he did not wear a mask, but instead revealed a face covered with eerie purple patterns, with sunken eyes that exuded a chilling aura of death.

The aura emanating from him was far more profound than that of any other person from Wandie Valley I had ever met in Huilongzhai.

Aside from that old woman who suppressed me in two moves, this is the strongest person I've ever seen from Wandie Valley.

"The remnants of the Chen family..."

He spoke, his voice hoarse.

"You've grown faster than I imagined. No wonder the Holy Maiden said that you're the biggest variable in the overall situation in Jiangcheng."

"You talk too much nonsense."

I replied calmly, but my eyes were as cold as ice.

I could feel the energy within him circulating wildly, and the surrounding air seemed to thicken because of his presence.

Suddenly, he moved, so fast that he left afterimages.

The butterfly blade in his hand drew a huge cross-shaped arc in the air, whistling as it tore through the air, and slashed straight at my face.

He left no room for error with this move.

I took a deep breath, and the murderous aura within me instantly surged into my entire body.

First move.

I didn't dodge, but instead took the hit head-on with my scalpel.

The enormous recoil force traveled up my arm, making my tiger's mouth ache, but I didn't step back an inch.

The second move, the third move...

The opponent's attacks were like a storm, their butterfly-wing sword technique was unpredictable and ever-changing, and every strike was aimed at my vital points.

I moved nimbly through the narrow alley, my scalpel transforming into rings of fine silver light, deflecting all attacks.

If I were in Huilong Village, facing an opponent of this caliber, I would probably have to use the Demon-Slaying Technique within three moves, and I still might not be able to win.

But now, I am not the same person I used to be.

The fifth move.

I noticed a slight pause in his breathing; it was a gap in his movement.

"Royal!"

The black bone needle drew a strange arc in the air, circled behind him, and pierced straight for his back.

The black-robed expert reacted extremely quickly, twisting his body and flicking his butterfly-winged blade to knock the bone needle away.

But he didn't notice that my scalpel had already grazed his waist.

The sixth move.

A bloody gash appeared on his waist, and malevolent energy seeped into his body through the wound, frantically destroying his life force.

He let out a roar, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and a thick purple mist rose around him.

"court death!"

With his roar, countless tiny black worms surged out from his sleeves, engulfing me in a massive, overwhelming manner.

"Playing with bugs? My grandfather taught me that you have to use fire to deal with bugs."

I certainly didn't bring fire, but I do have malevolent energy.

The seventh move.

I stomped my foot hard, and the force of the mountain-shaking aura combined with the murderous energy exploded, spreading outwards from me with an incomparably fierce energy.

The Gu worms burst open as they were struck by this malevolent energy.

As the purple mist dissipated, I lunged forward.

The eighth move.

The scalpel moved from bottom to top, delivering a decisive upward thrust.

He hastily defended himself, and I deflected the butterfly blade away.

The ninth move.

I formed my left hand into a claw and gripped his wrist. A surge of malevolent energy erupted from my fingertips, instantly sealing off his meridians.

He looked at me in horror, his wrinkled face contorted in horror.

"die."

I said softly.

With his right hand, he drew an arc with a scalpel, precisely slicing open his throat.

At the same time, black bone needles pierced into the back of his head, completely shattering his soul.

Ten moves.

No more, no less, this expert from Wandie Valley became a cold corpse, falling heavily into the filthy puddles.

I sheathed my sword and let out a long sigh of relief.

A cool, refreshing aura wafted between my brows, calming my slightly agitated aura.

Turning my head, I saw that the battle was coming to an end.

After seeing me kill that expert, Lu Yan's momentum surged. She unleashed a Five Thunderbolts Spell that severely injured the remaining black-robed men, who then collapsed to the ground. They were quickly finished off by the arriving action team members.

However, the scene was so horrific that it made me frown.

Of the six members of the task force, all but one of them, who reacted the fastest, were injured.

Two of them, afflicted by a curse, were lying on the ground, convulsing in pain.

The other four had knife wounds of varying degrees, their black training uniforms stained with blood.

Fang He squatted down next to a group member who was under the influence of a Gu poison, continuously performing the spell with silver needles in his hand.

His face was somewhat pale, and there was a shallow, purplish-black scratch on his left arm, indicating that he had also suffered a minor injury.

"Chen Yang".

Lu Yan walked over, her clothes stained with a few drops of blood, her usually cool face showing a hint of barely concealed anxiety.

"Fang He can only suppress it temporarily. This kind of poison is very domineering, and the bureau's conventional methods are probably useless."

I walked over to the group member who was under the influence of the curse and squatted down.

His condition was very bad; he was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were starting to turn red, just like the symptoms of the Zhou family members.

"The methods of Wandie Valley have always been ruthless and domineering."

I looked at the slightly raised skin on his chest and spoke in a low voice.

"This matter cannot be delayed; let's request professional assistance from higher authorities."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan pondered for a moment before finally nodding.

I stood up and looked into the darkness deeper into the alley.

Zhou Yuanshan has disappeared.

In the fierce battle just now, the aura that was originally locked on completely disappeared.

"They were covering the rear."

I looked at the corpse of that expert on the ground.

"Zhou Yuanshan has been taken away. Lu Yan, we need to hurry, they're racing against us."