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

The fat man was wearing a somewhat worn suit and was holding a large black oil-paper umbrella.

He was also wearing an Ultraman mask that looked like something you'd buy at a street stall for a few dollars.

He looked somewhat comical.

But this seemingly comical fat man actually made a strong man of the middle-aged man's caliber stop in his tracks.

Because in this torrential rain, the raindrops falling from the sky mysteriously stopped about three inches above the black oil-paper umbrella.

Then, as if they were alive, they silently slid down an invisible barrier into the surrounding puddles.

There was no splash, no sound.

This absolute control over the surrounding energy and the power of heaven and earth has reached an inconceivable level.

The fat man stood in the rain, smiling as he looked at the middle-aged man who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

"My friend, it's the middle of the night, the rain is so heavy, the roads are so slippery, are you rushing to your next life?"

The fat man's voice was loud and clear, penetrating the rain and reaching the middle-aged man's ears clearly.

The middle-aged man looked at the fat man and spoke in a low voice.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of the cauldron guardian?"

"Hey, don't get so angry."

The fat man chuckled and twirled the umbrella handle in his hand.

The falling raindrops instantly transformed into a ring of fine water arrows, shooting into the surrounding darkness.

"I'm just a kind-hearted citizen passing by."

However, the young man in that car that just drove by is a good friend of my nephew.

If he dies in Jiangcheng, I won't be able to face my older brother.

The fat man paused, then his smile faded.

Suddenly, a chilling glint flashed in his small eyes, which had been squeezed into slits by his fat.

"Therefore, this road is blocked tonight."

……

Rainwater slid down my black raincoat and dripped onto the waterlogged bluestone slabs.

My right hand, resting on the hilt of the willow-leaf knife, remained motionless, and even the frequency of my breathing did not change in the slightest.

But the frantic throbbing of that cool sensation between my brows was constantly warning me.

The gray-shirted man wearing a white mask in front of me is definitely one of the most troublesome enemies I've ever encountered since I started my career.

Judging from that unavoidable sword strike that could easily injure me, he is clearly a master of the Dan realm.

They're not even in the same league as those who ambushed and killed me outside Tingyuxuan.

Furthermore, this person's aura was extremely restrained.

That sense of harmony, where every gesture and movement influences the surrounding energy, is something that cannot be demonstrated by someone just entering the Dan realm.

What's even more deadly is that his movement techniques and stealth skills are too unpredictable.

Under the cover of the black fog and torrential rain, he was like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

Unless he takes the initiative, you won't even notice his presence.

Based on that sword strike and everything that happened throughout the night, I had some vague guesses in my mind.

He is definitely one of the top one or two experts within the Shadow Sect.

It's even quite possible that it's the Shadow Sect Master himself.

At this point, we didn't waste any words or make any unnecessary probes.

In a life-or-death struggle, whoever speaks first will lose their life force first.

"Whoosh!"

The figure in the gray shirt vanished from the spot without warning.

It wasn't that it was so fast that it left an afterimage; rather, it truly blended into the surrounding rain and black fog.

The next second, a barely perceptible ripple suddenly appeared in the air below my left rib.

A chilling, insidious feeling, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, rushed straight towards my heart.

I did not withdraw.

Facing a master of this caliber, taking a step back will only invite a relentless and furious pursuit until you are completely annihilated.

"Mountain-shaking power!"

I gave a low shout in my heart, and the enormous power of my blood and qi erupted from my body.

I stomped my left foot hard in the puddle and crashed headlong into the cold water.

At the same time, I suddenly swung my right hand.

"Zheng—"

A crisp slash of a knife shattered the silence of the rainy night.

The moment the willow-leaf dagger was drawn, a murderous aura surged forth from the blade, drawing a blinding dark red streak in the darkness.

"when!"

The blade and the black soft sword collided precisely in mid-air.

An extremely cold internal force surged along the blade, attempting to penetrate my meridians.

The lightning and fire aura on my blade was equally fierce, launching a powerful counterattack with overwhelming destructive force.

Two completely different Dan realm powers exploded in a very small area.

The surrounding rainwater was instantly evaporated into white water vapor by this gust of air.

The bluestone pavement shattered inch by inch, like a spider web, with the spot where the two of us clashed as the center.

Using the force of the recoil, I slid backward half a meter, and the web of my right hand holding the knife felt slightly numb.

The gray-robed man, using the flexibility of his soft sword, flashed through the air and disappeared back into the black mist.

"His cultivation level is higher than mine, and his movement technique is indeed quite troublesome."

I narrowed my eyes slightly, thinking to myself.

Through this exchange, I know that this is by no means an easy battle to win.

Although I managed to withstand that attack just now thanks to the domineering power of the thunder and fire aura and my strong physical body.

But the other party was clearly not using their full strength; they were probably just testing my strength.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

Before I could catch my breath, three extremely faint tearing sounds came from the air.

Three jet-black sword lights simultaneously pierced through my head, back, and right thigh from above.

Its speed and angle were so sharp that it was impossible to defend against.

I took a deep breath, and the evil pills within my body began to circulate wildly.

At the same time, my left arm was instantly enveloped in dark jade-colored malevolent energy, and my muscles bulged.

I ignored the sword flashes to my back and right leg.

Instead, he suddenly raised his left arm and, with his bare body and protective aura, withstood the sword strike from above.

At the same time, the willow-leaf blade in his right hand transformed into a blur, slashing in the opposite direction towards a certain spot in the void to the right.

"puff!"

The black, soft sword pierced through the rainproof jacket on my left arm, but was firmly held in place by the protective aura on my left arm.

The soft sword only left a white mark on my skin, failing to cut through my muscles, which had been strengthened by the Self-Sewing Technique and the mysterious withered wood qi and blood.

My willow-leaf dagger forced the gray-robed man to reveal himself and use the hilt of his sword to block my attack.

"Bang!"

The gray-robed man was forced back three steps by the mountain-shaking force contained in my strike, and his breathing under the mask seemed to become heavier.

But the soft sword in his hand moved like a venomous snake, and as he retreated, it slashed a three-inch-long gash across my right thigh.

Blood gushed out instantly, but I immediately sealed the meridians with my baleful energy.

"Trading damage for a machine? That's ruthless."

I looked at the wound on my leg, without much emotional fluctuation. I simply held the scalpel across my chest, my eyes growing increasingly profound.