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

"Good...very good."

Her voice was no longer cold and clear, but instead carried a chilling, clenched edge.

"To have damaged it like this, neither of you... will leave this pipe alive today."

She suddenly held the jade flute to her lips, and a rapid melody burst forth.

As the whistle sounded, a chilling buzzing sound emanated from the shadows of the entire water storage room.

Then, countless tiny, black beetles, the size of fingernails, surged out from the cracks in the wall, like a black tide sweeping towards us.

Not only that, several strange snakes, entirely red and covered in fine hairs, also sprang out of the muddy water, swimming at an astonishing speed.

I don't know the names of any of these things.

But my instincts told me that if I were bitten, even with my protective aura, I would never see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Lu Yan, step back!"

I let out a loud shout, and the murderous aura within me boiled over in that instant.

"Bai Sha!"

Although I don't know the consequences and backlash of choosing to forcefully activate the Demon-Slaying Technique again in this state, in this situation, the only option is to fight desperately.

After all, if one can't even survive right now, how can one talk about the future?

boom--!

A more violent and chilling aura than before erupted from every pore of my body.

My vision was instantly stained a dark red, and the whispers in my ears turned into a frenzied roar.

I could feel the mysterious coolness between my eyebrows rapidly diminishing.

It was like a lone lamp struggling to stay afloat in a raging storm, trying its best to maintain my last shred of sanity.

My left arm, enhanced by the Self-Sewing Technique, blazed with black light. I gripped the willow-leaf knife in my right hand and transformed into a blur as I charged towards the black swarm of insects.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The pitch-black blade light drew an arc in mid-air, and with each slash, a dense burst of liquid malevolent energy erupted.

The black beetles burst open the moment they touched the malevolent energy, turning into a foul-smelling black mist.

But I know this is just an appetizer.

The real threat was the dark golden Gu King that swooped down.

Each time it flaps its wings, it generates a powerful gust of wind capable of cutting through iron like mud, accompanied by a poisonous mist that has almost solidified into a tangible substance.

I had to hold my breath while using my Qi manipulation technique to control the black bone needles to swirl around my body, barely managing to block the tiny, ubiquitous poisonous insects.

To deal with the Gu King's attacks, I could only dodge. Only when I couldn't dodge them did I use my willow-leaf blade to block the Gu King's attacks.

However, each time he withstood the Gu King's attack, the cracks in his tiger's mouth deepened.

Lu Yan wasn't idle either. Her face was pale, but she still gritted her teeth and took out a stack of talismans from her bosom, her hands quickly forming hand seals.

"The Five Thunder Gods, commanded by Heaven, hereby bestow their titles!"

Several golden runes of light intertwined in the air to form a large net, temporarily trapping the several crimson monstrous snakes.

But she also coughed up a mouthful of blood and her body swayed precariously.

Even when we joined forces, we could only barely maintain a slightly disadvantageous position under the saintess's frenzied offensive.

However, in the midst of this suffocating struggle, my five senses, enhanced by the Demon-Slaying Technique, caught a glimpse of something unusual.

Every time the Holy Maiden activated the jade flute, causing the Gu King to launch a fatal attack, her face would turn paler.

Furthermore, the originally seamless connection between her and the Gu King would experience an extremely slight tremor.

It's like a precision instrument that, due to overloading, develops gaps between its parts.

Her breath was failing.

A thought suddenly occurred to me: "So she was just putting on a brave face too."

Although the restored Gu King possessed astonishing power, the burden on her was clearly immense.

She's overdrawing her own potential, trying to eliminate us in the shortest amount of time.

"Lu Yan, buy me three seconds!"

I let out a roar and suddenly lowered my center of gravity.

Lu Yan didn't say anything; she answered me with her actions.

She slammed her hand on her chest, forcibly squeezing out the last bit of magic power. The peach wood sword in her hand burst forth with a final burst of dazzling purple light, aiming straight for the saintess's face.

"Get out of here!"

The Holy Maiden roared, brandishing her jade flute. The Gu King suddenly turned back to defend, its enormous wings sending Lu Yan flying.

It's now!

After such a long period of attrition, the connection between the Holy Maiden and the Gu King was momentarily disrupted in order to defeat Lu Yan.

"Mountain-shaking force, collapse!"

The mud and water beneath my feet exploded instantly, and I was like a cannonball that was fired from a gun, instantly passing through the blockade of poisonous insects.

The stitches on my left arm seemed about to snap at that moment, and I poured all my inner energy and killing intent into the willow-leaf knife in my right hand.

The dark blade, carrying a murderous aura capable of destroying everything, slashed fiercely at the saintess's face.

"Clang!"

Although the Gu King's wings blocked some of the force at the last moment, the long-accumulated evil energy still burst forth.

The saintess cried out in pain as she was thrown backward by the immense force, crashing heavily into the stone wall behind her.

The white jade mask she always wore finally succumbed to the erosion of the malevolent energy at this moment.

The mask made a crisp "crack" sound and shattered completely into countless crystalline fragments.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the face hidden beneath the mask was finally revealed to me without reservation.

In that instant, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and even the frenzied killing intent in my mind paused for a moment.

Beneath the mask, her face was exquisitely beautiful, with delicate features.

This face is all too familiar to me.

This is Jiang Ling's face.

"Jiang Ling? No...you are not her."

I stared intently at her, but my mind made a decision in an instant.

Although they looked alike, the woman in front of me had eyes filled with violence, coldness, and an arrogant indifference.

This is completely different from Jiang Ling, who is usually diligent and has a generous and cheerful personality.

Most importantly, Jiang Ling's face showed fewer signs of aging than that of the saintess.

In other words, Jiang Ling is "younger" than her.

The saintess wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She looked at the scattered fragments of the mask on the ground, a hint of madness in her eyes.

"You dare to destroy my mask...you dare to look at my face...Chen Yang, you deserve to die!"

Ignoring what I was saying, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which landed directly on the back of the Gu King.

The Gu King, whose aura had been somewhat weak, suddenly transformed its dark golden light into a dark red after absorbing this essence blood.

Its size expanded again, and the destructive pressure made the surrounding air explode.

"Go to hell!"

The saintess screamed shrilly as she crushed the jade flute in her hand.