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

The fragments fell to the ground, revealing a small section of a slightly weathered jawline behind the mask.

Having landed a successful blow, I was preparing to press my advantage and use the hovering throwing knife to completely lock down his escape route.

But the moment the mask shattered, a terrifying aura that sent chills down my spine erupted from the masked man's body without warning.

If the strength he displayed just now was a turbulent lake, then now, this power is a vast ocean hanging upside down above my head.

That was no longer just a simple malevolent aura.

Rather, it is an extremely heavy, invisible force field that seems capable of crushing all matter.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The already crumbling glass windows in the abandoned factory area shattered simultaneously under the impact of this atmosphere, with shards of glass falling to the ground like raindrops.

The Realm of Elixir?

No, this is definitely not the strength that a Dan Realm cultivator could display!

I have never felt this level of pressure from anyone before!

The masked man did not make any attacking move at all.

After regaining his balance, he casually shrugged his shoulders.

Then, a visible black shockwave rose from the ground!

"boom!"

A strong gust of wind swept in, and a tremendous force slammed directly into my chest.

I didn't even have time to make any defensive movements; it felt like I was hit head-on by a speeding heavy truck.

My feet gripped the ground tightly, but I still couldn't stop my body from sliding backward.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

My legs carved two furrows, each over ten meters long, directly into the rough asphalt road.

Gravel and asphalt flew everywhere until my back hit the front bumper of the Toyota Prado, bringing it to a barely stop.

The intense tremor made my blood surge in my chest.

However, to my surprise, apart from some turmoil in my blood and qi, I was not injured at all.

The terrifying impact, the moment it touched my body, was like a gust of wind turning into a spring breeze.

It simply pushed me away; it didn't damage my meridians or internal organs.

"So he was hiding this level of strength...?"

I took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the churning blood in my veins.

There was no fear in his eyes, only a fierce determination born from being driven to the brink.

Since conventional methods couldn't even get a touch of his clothes, they had no choice but to fight desperately.

I clenched my fists tightly, and the cool sensation between my brows instantly contracted.

The dark jade-colored evil energy within his body began to flow in reverse, preparing to break through the limitations of his meridians and spread to his limbs and bones.

The Art of Exorcising Evil.

Faced with a monster of this caliber, the only option is to fight to the death!

However, just as I was about to unleash the forbidden technique, the terrifying pressure that had enveloped the entire street suddenly receded completely like a receding tide.

The pure killing intent emanating from the masked man vanished without a trace.

I was stunned for a moment. The reverse flow of evil energy was abruptly stopped in my meridians, bringing a slight stinging pain.

I looked up at the masked man a dozen meters away.

He still stood there quietly, the tattered mask still covering most of his face.

He glanced down at the piece of mask I had knocked off the ground, then looked up at me again.

The night wind blew his black trench coat, making it flutter loudly.

He didn't speak or make any unnecessary movements.

He simply raised his right hand slowly and casually waved it towards the spot where the black bone needles had been driven in not far away.

"Buzz—"

The black bone needles, which had been stuck to the ground like lifeless objects, suddenly emitted a crisp ringing sound.

The dark red bloodline on the needle lit up again, as if it had broken some kind of restriction and leaped up from the ground.

It then traced a black trail in mid-air and landed steadily at my feet.

At the same time, I felt the spiritual connection between myself and the bone needles being re-established.

After doing all this, the masked man turned around.

His steps seemed slow, but with each step he took, his figure left a blurry afterimage in the same spot.

In the blink of an eye, his black figure had already blended into the endless night at the end of the street and disappeared completely.

He didn't utter a single word from beginning to end.

The abandoned street returned to its deathly silence.

Only the Toyota Prado's lit headlights and the two shocking ruts on the ground testified to the thrilling battle that had just taken place here.

I leaned against the hood of the car and let out a long sigh of relief.

As my tense nerves gradually relaxed, I released the evil energy from my left arm.

The dark red sutures disappeared into the skin, and the left arm instantly returned to normal.

I bent down and picked up the black bone needle from the ground, gently rubbing the needle with my thumb.

"Testing the waters or...?"

I muttered something to myself.

Recalling the entire exchange, the masked man's intentions were quite clear.

If his intention was to kill me, given the strength he unleashed at the end, he wouldn't have needed to fight me for so long.

He initially tested my strength with weaker attacks, but after I defeated him with a single blow, he unleashed his full power, bringing him to a Dan realm level equal to mine.

In this process, he was actually demonstrating to me the pinnacle of combat skills of the Corpse Stitcher lineage through real combat.

When I was forced to use a combination of Qi control and self-sewing techniques, and successfully broke through his mask, his probing purpose had already been achieved.

He then unleashed his power once more, repelling me and ending the fight on his own.

Considering the current situation in Jiangcheng and his sudden appearance...

Is he... testing whether I have the strength to stand firm in the upcoming storm?

Thinking about this, I let out a long sigh.

He shook his head, dispelling the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

All of this is just my speculation based on the other party's behavior.

But the human heart is often the most complex thing.

Thinking about all this now is useless. The most urgent thing is to go back to Tingyuxuan to meet up with Li Qing and the others, and work together to get through this turmoil in Jiangcheng.

As for the rest, we'll talk about it later.

As long as I live, all the mysteries will eventually be solved.

I carefully placed the bone needles back against my body, turned around, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

Although I was inexplicably beaten up by a mysterious master, I didn't feel much frustration.

On the contrary, this battle gave me a clearer understanding of my own abilities and showed me the path I should take in the future.

The car started, and the Prado emitted a deep roar as it drove away from the abandoned factory area.

The night wind at dawn rushed in through the half-lowered car window, dispelling the lingering somber atmosphere in the carriage.

I held the steering wheel with one hand, my gaze calmly fixed on the darkness ahead, torn apart by the headlights, while my mind raced.

I originally planned to tell Li Qing and Jin Wanliang everything as soon as I arrived at Tingyuxuan.

But then I changed my mind and dismissed the idea.