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

I originally thought that the people who came would be the guardians of the cauldron, but I didn't expect that they were just a few cannon fodder hired by others.

The bloodlust emanating from this group was thick and mottled; who knows how many ordinary people they had harmed in order to practice those vile and evil arts.

But with such mediocre skills and lack of awareness, how dare he follow a cultivator at the Dan realm?

It's like a lamb walking into a tiger's den.

I did not use the bone needles, nor did I even remove the lancet.

For these low-level minions, consider it a good opportunity to loosen up the muscles and bones of this barely-mastered "Mountain-Shaking Strength".

I grabbed the rough cement slab at the edge of the balcony with both hands and kicked my legs hard against the wall.

With an extremely terrifying downward force, I crashed straight down into a wicked cultivator who had just been spotted below the balcony.

"call!"

The sharp sound of wind breaking through the air finally made the person realize the strange thing above them.

He suddenly looked up, and my gentle face was reflected in his terrified gaze.

"ah--"

However, before his scream could even escape his throat, my feet had already stomped heavily on his shoulders.

"Snap!"

Two extremely crisp sounds of bones cracking rang out in the silent night.

That was the sound of his collarbones and spine being instantly shattered by the terrifying crushing force of my pure physical strength.

After dealing with this person, I didn't stop.

Using the reaction force from breaking his shoulder, my body twisted violently in mid-air.

His right leg, like a whip cracking through steel, swept fiercely towards the nearest skinny man with a muffled sonic boom.

"Bang!"

The kick landed squarely on his chest.

The skinny man didn't even have time to scream before his sternum collapsed in a terrifying arc.

He was like a sandbag, and I kicked him seven or eight meters away.

Then he crashed heavily onto a bread truck parked some distance away, his fate unknown.

In the blink of an eye, two of their companions were instantly destroyed, and the remaining three finally realized what had happened.

"Damn! It's here! This is a tough one! Let's all attack!"

Tiger roared, his face turning extremely ferocious.

He quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest while chanting incantations.

Immediately afterwards, a jet-black mass of resentment shot out from his arms, transforming in mid-air into a grotesque face covered in fangs.

The ghostly face, exuding an extremely chilling aura, hissed and lunged at me.

The other two also pulled out poisoned daggers and talismans, attacking me from both sides.

"With such meager skills, you dare to try and be followed?"

I brushed the dust off my jacket, looked at the ghostly face looming over me, and spoke calmly.

Faced with being caught in the crossfire, I raised an eyebrow.

However, I'm no longer interested in playing with them.

Within his dantian, the dark jade-colored evil pill suddenly leaped.

Without any complicated meridian guidance, the evil energy instantly flowed through my limbs and bones.

I didn't look at the two thugs with knives. Instead, I slowly raised my right hand and pointed at Tiger, who was charging at the front.

"go."

"Whoosh!"

The black bone needles placed close to the body activate instantly.

With the support of the Sha Dan's spiritual power, the Qi Control Technique displayed a terrifying power akin to a flying sword.

Within ten meters, the bone needles are so fast that even afterimages cannot be seen!

Along with my spiritual power, there was also the extremely pure thunder and fire yang energy within the Sha Dan!

The black bone needle trailed an extremely thin, dark golden lightning pattern in mid-air.

Before that ferocious-looking face could even roar, it was easily pierced through the center of its forehead by the bone needle.

The lightning and fire power attached to the bone needles erupted instantly.

"boom!"

With a muffled explosion, the extremely yang and powerful lightning blasted the ball of resentment into nothingness, leaving not even a trace of its chilling aura.

"What...what kind of magic is this? Lightning magic? Who are you?!"

Tiger Brother watched as his ghost pet, which he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, was reduced to ashes without even withstanding a single blow from the opponent. The sinister look in his eyes instantly turned into fear.

He finally realized that the "corpse-stitching man in his early twenties" mentioned in the intelligence was a terrifying existence that he couldn't afford to offend!

But he realized it too late.

After the black bone needle pierced the ghost face, its speed did not decrease. Under my mental control, it forcefully bent into an obtuse angle in mid-air.

"Pfft!"

"Ugh—"

A scream rang out.

The bone needle pierced Tiger's right femur.

Then, a violent physical force, accompanied by a trace of lightning and fire, exploded inside his bones, blasting his entire right leg into a bloody mess, causing him to kneel on the ground.

Only then did the two evil cultivators who had attacked me from both sides rush in front of me.

I didn't even glance at them; my blood surged with the power to shake mountains.

With a gentle flick of my left hand, seemingly slow, I actually managed to grab one of their wrists and twist it sharply.

I twisted the man's arm, which was holding the dagger, into a pretzel shape.

The blade, propelled by inertia, pierced directly into his own stomach.

The other person was terrified when he saw his companion fall down instantly.

He let out a strange cry and turned to run towards the bread cart parked at the entrance of the alley.

"Don't run away, the road to the underworld is long, it's better to walk together than alone."

My calm voice sounded behind him.

No sooner had I finished speaking than a thought struck me.

The black bone needles once again transformed into the Grim Reaper's scythe, piercing through the back of his head and exiting between his eyebrows, thus sending him to the afterlife.

The entire fight, from the moment I jumped off the balcony to its end, lasted less than half a minute.

The dead end returned to silence, with only the heavy stench of blood lingering in the air.

I walked up to Tiger, who was kneeling on the ground, and squatted down.

"Jiangcheng has been quite peaceful lately, and your actions are putting me in a difficult position."

I took out a tissue from my pocket and slowly wiped away a drop of blood that had accidentally splattered on my finger.

Looking at his pale face, drained of blood, I asked gently:

"Tell me, who is your boss? Why are you so worried about Yan Shouyi's death?"

"I...I don't know..."

Tiger's jaw was chattering.

"I only do my job for the money... The boss only lets me keep an eye on the well-known sorcerers in the black market..."

Report our movements constantly... This matter is far too serious; if you kill us, you won't survive either!

"Pretty tough, huh?" I chuckled.

Since I couldn't get the core information out of him, I didn't intend to use torture.

The five people had a murky and turbid aura, and their bodies smelled strongly of blood and evil.

I don't know how many grave-digging, corpse-exhuming, and murderous acts I've committed in my life.

Letting them die quickly is the greatest mercy I can show them.

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

The black bone needle, suspended in mid-air, pierced through Tiger's forehead like lightning, completely shattering his last breath.

I stood up, lit the tissue with blood on my fingers, and casually threw it onto their messy corpses.