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

I raised my head and calmly scanned my surroundings.

Four figures dressed in matching black outfits and wearing bronze ghost masks had somehow occupied four positions on the underground platform.

Moreover, a surrounding formation had subtly formed, trapping me firmly in the middle.

The four people's positions were very deliberate, and their energy flowed together without any obvious flaws.

Two melee physical cultivators and two ranged magic cultivators—the configuration is practically perfect.

It seems the guardian of the well really went to great lengths for it.

"The response is quite good."

The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged beside the ancient well finally turned his head.

The red light reflected on his face, making him look like a venomous python lurking in the abyss.

He looked at me, surrounded by four people, and a hint of undisguised contempt curled at the corner of his mouth.

"I could tell you were a menace when we were in the underground palace."

"It was definitely my mistake that I didn't manage to crush you back then."

The middle-aged man's voice carried a condescending, scrutinizing tone.

"However, since you've come here to die of your own accord, I'll take pity on you and grant your wish."

I looked at him and reached out to wipe a drop of mud off my cheek: "My life is worthless, even the King of Hell might not be willing to take me."

"But you old fool, at your age, still hiding in this dark, sunless underground doing these shady things, aren't you afraid of shortening your lifespan?"

My voice wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly in the empty cave.

Upon hearing my words, the four Dan Realm experts around me, all wearing bronze masks, intensified their killing intent even further.

The magical artifact in his hand also emitted a slight humming sound.

The middle-aged man sneered, seemingly unconcerned by my sarcasm: "Sharp-tongued."

Do you think you can still expect someone to rescue you today, just like you did in the underground palace?

You are nothing more than an ant beneath the wheels of history.

As he said these words, the red light gushing from the ancient well suddenly surged violently.

In an instant, an even denser and purer chill spread along the ground.

A thin layer of black ice even began to form on the stone slabs on the ground.

I could clearly feel that something enormous was trying to burst out from within that red light.

We can't delay any longer.

If the thing in the well really comes out, not only me, but even Lu Yan and Li Qing combined outside would probably be of no use.

I must eliminate these four Dan Realm experts in the shortest possible time and then forcibly interrupt his ritual.

However, they were facing four well-coordinated and powerful Dan Realm cultivators.

With an unfathomable high-ranking member of the cauldron who could launch a sneak attack at any moment, conventional methods simply could not achieve a swift kill.

In fact, if I'm not careful, they could drag me down here and kill me.

The only way to break this deadlock is the trump card I've been holding onto, one I haven't dared to use lightly.

"Forbidden Technique: Cloak of Evil"

The thought flashed through my mind.

I looked at the four masked men standing guard ahead, then at the high-ranking guardians of the cauldron sitting cross-legged in the red light in the distance, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air mixed with white mist.

The next second, I closed my eyes.

The dark jade-colored demonic pill inside my body suddenly stopped rotating smoothly under my mental control.

Immediately afterwards, a violent force exploded from the center of the Demon Core.

The dark jade-colored evil energy no longer followed the predetermined route of the meridians, but instead, like a flood bursting its banks, it frantically washed over my limbs, bones, and internal organs.

I suddenly opened my eyes, and my pupils, which were originally clear black and white, were now covered with a thick layer of dark jade-colored luster.

On his left arm, the meridians stitched together with malevolent energy burst forth with dazzling light, and his entire left arm swelled up in an instant.

They coiled around my skin like writhing dragons, emanating a terrifying power that sent chills down my spine.

Countless noisy whispers began to echo wildly in my ears, trying to tear my reason apart.

The cool sensation between my brows was like a firefighter desperately releasing its chill, barely maintaining a sliver of clarity in my mind.

"Kill him!"

The middle-aged man keenly sensed the strange change in my aura. His expression changed slightly, and he shouted sharply.

Without the slightest hesitation, the four bronze-masked men transformed into four afterimages and pounced on me from four directions.

But this time, in my eyes, with my protective aura activated, their movements seemed to slow down.

I stepped directly towards the body cultivator on my right who was wielding a bronze staff.

The bluestone slabs under my feet instantly turned to dust under my footsteps, making me appear in front of him as if I had been teleported.

"Come!"

I roared and spread my left hand wide, grabbing directly at the bronze rod that carried immense force.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed through the empty underground cavern, as if two huge pieces of solid iron had crashed together.

A tremendous force struck my hand, causing a slight grinding sound in the bones of my left arm, but I didn't take a single step back.

With the combined power of the Mountain-Shaking Force and the Fiendish State, I managed to withstand the full force of this Dan Realm Body Cultivator's attack.

Behind the mask, a hint of surprise flashed in those eyes that were originally full of murderous intent.

He seemed completely unprepared for anyone to dare to catch his magical weapon with their bare hands.

In that half-second of his daze, my mental energy surged like boiling water.

At this moment, I pushed my Qi control to its limit.

The black bone needles suspended in mid-air instantly transformed into a black lightning bolt, heading straight for the face of the mage who was preparing to unleash phosphorescent fire again.

At the same time, two willow-leaf blades slashed at another body cultivator who was trying to ambush me from behind, one on the left and one on the right.

Faced with this sudden counterattack from three lines, the two were forced to retreat and defend.

But my real killer move is right in front of you.

I ignored the mage on my left who had already handed me a dark blue short blade to my side.

The moment the short blade pierced my jacket and embedded itself in my flesh, the murderous aura within me surged toward the wound.

At the same time, he exerted his muscles and instantly jammed the blade, preventing it from penetrating his internal organs, and then kicked out, forcing him back.

Taking advantage of the clarity brought on by the stinging pain, I suddenly exerted force with my left hand, gripping the bronze rod and pulling it forcefully into my arms.

Caught off guard, the martial arts practitioner wielding the staff staggered forward, his body gaping open.

I swung the willow-leaf knife tightly in my right hand upwards, the murderous aura flickering on the blade.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out.

The scalpel sliced ​​through his black outfit without any resistance, severing his ribs and cutting from his lower left abdomen all the way to his right collarbone.

Hot blood gushed out, splattering all over me.

He made a gurgling sound in his throat, and the life in his eyes quickly faded.

Then his heavy body slumped down.

Of the four Dan Realm cultivators, one died and three remain.