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

The first wave consists of transparent leeches hidden at the bottom of the water.

They have almost no scent and are not detected until they stick to the skin and start sucking blood.

If it weren't for my keen senses, which allowed me to spot the tiny ripples on the water's surface beforehand, Lu Yan's legs would probably have been sucked dry.

The second wave consisted of several black-robed figures lurking in the ceiling.

Instead of fighting head-on, they used blowguns to launch poison needles with anesthetic effects.

I used the Needle Control Technique to intercept most of them in mid-air, and Lu Yan blocked the rest with the Golden Light Spell.

The third wave was the strangest, consisting of a swarm of colorful butterflies.

The butterflies emitted a mesmerizing phosphorescence in the darkness, and Lu Yan's eyes momentarily glazed over when she first saw them.

"Don't look at their wings! They're using illusion magic!"

I shouted suddenly, startling Lu Yan awake.

Those butterflies may look beautiful, but their wings are actually covered in tiny poisonous powder.

Once inhaled into the lungs, it can produce extremely terrifying hallucinations.

I used my malevolent energy to disperse the butterflies, but Lu Yan's condition clearly deteriorated.

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect these things could directly affect the soul."

Lu Yan rubbed her temples in annoyance.

"It's not your fault. Most of the spells of the Zhengyi sect are upright and honorable. They are indeed at a disadvantage when dealing with such insidious Gu spells," I comforted you gently.

Actually, I also found it very difficult. Although I had been exposed to Wandie Valley, it was mainly head-on battles back then.

This is the first time I've ever seen such an ever-evolving and unpredictable trap using witchcraft.

Every step had to be taken with extreme caution, every nerve stretched to its limit; this mental strain was far more exhausting than the physical battle.

Half an hour later, we arrived at a relatively open underground convergence well.

There are five huge pipe openings around it, like a series of open mouths.

The water here is very deep, reaching up to the upper thighs, with a lot of white foam floating on the surface, emitting a strong stench of decay.

The bronze plate in Lu Yan's hand suddenly emitted a clear ringing sound.

The pointer stopped swinging and instead pointed firmly to the largest pipe opening directly in front of it.

"It's inside," Lu Yan whispered to me.

Before I could reply, I heard a sound coming from inside.

"Plop...plop..."

It was a very faint sound of footsteps, accompanied by the dull thud of a wooden stick striking the wet, slippery blue bricks.

At that moment, the cool sensation between my eyebrows began to pulsate wildly.

There's only one explanation for this drastic warning response.

That means there is danger ahead.

A hunched figure slowly emerged from deep within the pipe opening.

Using Lu Yan's spiritual light technique that allowed her to float in mid-air, I was able to see the appearance of the person who had come.

In that instant, I felt as if all the blood in my body had frozen, and a chill ran from my tailbone straight up to the top of my head.

It was an old woman dressed in a black Miao costume with red flowers, her face full of wrinkles, and she was leaning on a black snake-head cane.

She walked very slowly, her trembling figure looking as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

But with each step, the white foam floating on the surface of the surrounding water dissolved rapidly, as if it had encountered sulfuric acid.

I have etched that face, that figure, and even the design of that snake-head cane into my very bones.

The old woman is located on the back mountain of Huilongzhai.

At that time, I was poisoned and forced myself to activate my protective aura, thinking I could fight to the death.

The results of it?

She only used two moves.

The first move broke through my protective aura, and the second move seized my collarbone.

That overwhelming force was the first time I had encountered a true life-or-death crisis since entering the world of folklore.

But... something's not right!

I stared intently at the old woman in front of me.

Lei Zhenshan told me personally while he was in the hospital that in the battle behind Huilongzhai, after the official experts arrived, all the members of Wandie Valley except for the Holy Maiden who escaped using her natal Gu King were killed.

That old woman should have died long ago under the siege of the official experts.

Could it be a zombie coming back to life? Or has it cultivated some kind of high-level corpse gu?

I quietly circulated my evil energy, pushing the internal energy gathered in my eyes to its limit.

It's not a dead person.

The old woman in front of me had a slight but steady rise and fall in her chest; she was a living person.

Moreover, the cold, condensed aura emanating from her was in no way inferior to that old woman who almost crippled me in the back mountains of Huilong Village.

In fact, I sensed that she exuded less of a sense of weariness and more of a vitality than the old woman I had seen before.

Twins? Or some kind of evil magic from the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies that can make people young again or share power?

Now is not the time to dwell on this.

Whoever she is, since she's wearing these clothes and standing here with this cane, she's here to take our lives.

"Lu Yan, watch out."

I took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the jumbled thoughts in my mind.

My voice remained calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation.

But my right hand, gripping the scalpel, had already tightened its hold slightly.

"Chen Yang, do you know her?"

Lu Yan keenly noticed the change in my aura.

Instead of retreating, she took half a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with me, the peach wood sword in her hand already crackling with a layer of fine purple electric arcs.

"She's an old acquaintance. I almost died at her hands in Huilong Village."

I stared into the old woman's cloudy yet gleaming eyes and said, word by word.

"This is a top-tier expert, much stronger than the one outside just now."

The old woman stopped less than ten meters away from us.

Her withered eyelids lifted slightly, her gaze swept over Lu Yan's peach wood sword, and finally landed on me.

"No wonder the Holy Maiden said there was a troublesome person in Jiangcheng. It turns out it's you, this little brat from the Chen family."

The old woman spoke, her voice hoarse.

"I thought that my useless sister had already taken care of you back in Huilong Village."

It seems that those junk items Chen Xuan left behind actually have some merit.

elder sister?

It suddenly dawned on me that this old woman and the one from Huilong Village were sisters.

No wonder they look so alike; even their weapons and auras are identical.

"Turns out she was the sister of a scapegoat."

I chuckled softly, making no attempt to hide the barb in my words.

"Your sister must be lonely down there. Today I'm doing a good deed by sending you to reunite with her."

"You sharp-tongued little beast!"

A murderous glint flashed in the old woman's eyes.

Without another word, she slammed the black snake-head cane in her hand onto the water's surface.

"boom!"

What seemed like a light pause actually exploded on the water's surface with a muffled thunderous roar.

A visible black ripple, centered on the spot where the cane landed, swept wildly toward us along the water's surface.

Wherever the ripples passed, the silt and garbage at the bottom of the water were instantly pulverized, and an extremely strong fishy stench wafted over.