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

I walked slowly, with steady steps and long, deep breaths.

The evil core within his body was slowly rotating, and wisps of warm evil energy flowed through his meridians to his entire body, completely shutting out the chill of the rainy night.

Since breaking through to the Sha Dan level, my five senses have been greatly enhanced.

Especially with the aid of the mysterious, cool aura between my eyebrows, I can perceive all changes in the energy flow within a radius of several dozen meters.

As I approached the alley entrance and saw my modified Toyota Prado parked under the lamppost, I paused slightly.

The rain was so loud that it masked many subtle sounds.

But to my perception, the air around the car had become unusually thick and cold.

It wasn't just the damp cold brought by rain; it was a bone-chilling feeling mixed with death and resentment.

"As expected, they were waiting for me here."

I sighed inwardly, but my expression remained unchanged, and I didn't even change the way I held the umbrella.

I continued walking forward until I was about ten meters away from the tyrant, at which point I stopped.

"Since you're already here, don't hold back."

I looked at the dark rain curtain ahead, my voice gentle, as if I were greeting an old friend.

"It's bad for your joints to stay in the water for too long on a rainy day."

The voice just fell.

The surrounding rain curtain seemed to be torn apart by some invisible force.

Six blurry figures, like ghosts, slowly emerged from the shadows on both sides of the alley, the roof of the SUV, and the intersection ahead.

They formed a perfect hexagonal encirclement, completely blocking all my escape routes.

All six were dressed in identical black night clothes, and their faces wore pale masks without any facial features.

The raindrops hit them, but slid down the fabric of their clothes without splashing a single drop.

What made my gaze sharpen even more was the aura emanating from them.

That chilling, eerie atmosphere, as if it had crawled out of a pile of corpses, was all too familiar to me.

Shadow Sect.

Moreover, the aura of these six people was as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

The energy fluctuations of each person were absolutely no weaker than those of the Shadow Sect's Third Elder, whom I barely managed to defeat with the help of Li Qing and Lu Yan at the old shipyard.

Six experts at the elder level.

I stood there, the raindrops on the umbrella gathering and sliding down.

Looking at them, I even had a gentle smile on my lips.

"What a grand display."

I spoke slowly, my gaze sweeping over the six people.

"Back in Jiangcheng, Su Wen'an lost your men, the old shipyard lost your Third Elder, and you didn't get away with it at the City God Temple either."

I thought you guys were too scared to show your faces in Jiangcheng anymore.

I gently turned the umbrella handle, and the water droplets on the umbrella surface swirled in a perfect arc in the air.

"Now it seems that I underestimated you."

Six experts no weaker than elders, plus the group that went to scout Tingyuxuan in the afternoon, and the two gray-robed men who just attacked the formation.

I looked at the white-masked figure directly in front of me, who seemed to be the leader, and said calmly, "So, your Shadow Sect has come out in full force tonight?"

The six people opposite them didn't say a word; they were like six emotionless killing machines.

It just locked onto me with that chilling aura.

But I could sense that as I revealed their identities, their killing intent intensified.

"Actually, I've always been curious."

I sighed. My left hand remained firmly holding the umbrella, while my right hand hung naturally at my side, my fingertips less than an inch from the handle of the willow-leaf knife.

"You went to great lengths, taking advantage of the chaos of the Hundred Ghosts Parade, first testing me with a strong attack, and then using Lu Yan's life as bait to lure me out of Tingyu Pavilion."

I narrowed my eyes slightly, and the dark jade-colored evil pill within my body suddenly accelerated its circulation.

A powerful internal energy carrying a faint aura of thunder and fire instantly filled my limbs and bones.

That overwhelming, almost perfect, power made my muscles bulge slightly beneath my clothes, brimming with explosive force.

"Is this so-called 'Ghost Gate Guide' in my hand that important to you?"

Is it so important that you'd risk your entire clan's lives to save it?

I stared at the leader in the white mask; his calm voice carried clearly through the rainy night.

The moment the words "Ghost Gate Guide" came out of my mouth.

The previously viscous air around them seemed to be ignited instantly.

The white-masked leader suddenly let out an extremely piercing sneer: "Chen Yang, you're very clever."

Unfortunately, intelligent people often don't live long.

"Hand over the Ghost Gate Pass, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

Before the words were even finished, the six figures moved simultaneously.

They didn't use any fancy spells; instead, they tore through the rain with terrifying speed and attacked me from six directions.

Six short blades, gleaming with a ghostly blue poisonous light, traced deadly trajectories in the darkness, aiming straight for my vital organs.

I stood in the center of the encirclement, watching the six approaching afterimages.

I felt neither anger nor panic.

On the contrary, at this moment, my heart was extremely calm.

The mysterious, cool sensation between my brows quickly circulated, making my five senses incredibly sharp; even the trajectory of falling raindrops seemed to slow down in my eyes.

"want to?"

I slowly uttered two words, and my right hand slid down with a sharp slash.

"Then come and get it yourself."

Facing a siege from six Shadow Sect elders all by himself, before I went to the borderlands, this was indeed a formidable force that would have been enough to make me die.

but now……

They hadn't even reached the Dan realm.

After breaking through to the Sha Dan stage, I realized just how different I was between the Sha Qi Condensation stage and the Sha Dan stage.

This absolute suppression at the level of skill cannot be compensated for by a few poisoned short blades and tacitly coordinated attack formations.

At that moment, I didn't even wave my left hand holding the black umbrella, and my right leg simply took a step forward casually.

At this very step, the evil core within my body suddenly trembled.

An immense, suffocating aura of malevolence, mixed with the faint power of thunder and fire, surged out of my meridians like a flood bursting its banks.

The bluestone slab beneath my feet cracked instantly, and the accumulated water was pushed aside by an invisible wave of air, creating a brief vacuum zone.

At the same time, I gently waved my right hand, and the willow-leaf knife in my hand emitted a crisp whistling sound.

But the real killing move isn't in the knife.

"Go," I murmured to myself.

Under the control of my Qi, the black bone needles shot out silently from under the hem of my trench coat.

At that moment, the two white-masked figures at the forefront had already brought their short blades to within half a meter of my throat.

Their eyes held a bloodthirsty glint, as if they could already foresee my fate of being beheaded.

However, the next second, the white-masked man on the left suddenly froze.

The black bone needle pierced his brow with pinpoint accuracy.

"Bang!"

A muffled cracking sound rang out in the rainy night.

The white-masked head exploded into a cloud of blood mist, just like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, along with its pale mask.

Before the red and white filth could scatter and fly, it was instantly evaporated into a wisp of black smoke by the lightning and fire energy attached to the bone needle.

The headless corpse lurched forward two steps due to inertia before collapsing slumped into the puddle.