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

Although the heavy rain washed away most of the blood, a strange purplish-black color still remained deep within the torn flesh.

I leaned closer and took a sniff. Amidst the strong smell of blood, I detected a faint, sulfurous acidic odor.

"There are strong corrosive burn marks at the edges of the wound."

I stood up and glanced at the other corpses, noticing that their deaths were all similar.

Some had their chest cavities completely torn open, while others had their skulls crushed by immense force.

I pressed the tactical headset and spoke to Zhang Xuanqing behind me, reporting, "Master Zhang, it wasn't a wild animal that did it."

These people died because they were torn apart alive by something with a power far exceeding that of ordinary people and carrying a strong corpse poison.

Judging from the angle at which the wound was struck, the attacker was likely around two meters tall, and his actions were extremely violent.

At this point, I paused, looking at the swirling grayish-white miasma behind the stone tablet, and continued:

"Moreover, judging from the degree of decomposition of these corpses, the time of death was no more than twenty-four hours ago."

They must be Miao people from this area, perhaps hired to scout ahead, or perhaps they stumbled upon this place by chance while gathering herbs.

There was a two-second silence in the earpiece, followed by a gasp from Gunpowder:

"Goodness, tearing someone's arm off with such force, even a bulletproof vest probably couldn't stop it."

"Consultant Chen's judgment was very accurate."

Zhang Xuanqing's voice came over.

"Everyone be on high alert; those monsters are likely roaming around here."

Just as I was about to turn around and return to the team, the feng shui master codenamed "Compass" suddenly strode out from behind the cover.

At this moment, he was holding a palm-sized, dark yellow precision compass in his hand.

The compass's glass cover was covered in rainwater, but he paid no attention to wiping it, his eyes fixed on the wildly beating magnetic needle.

"Consultant Chen, don't move! Don't go any further!"

The sound of the compass seemed somewhat hurried, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.

I immediately stopped in my tracks, stood still, and turned to look at him.

Luo Pan quickly walked to a stop about three meters away from me. He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, pointed to the huge stone tablet and the miasma forest behind it, and said in a serious tone:

"Something's not right here. The magnetic field is a complete mess, like a pot of porridge."

He tilted the compass in his hand slightly so I could see the pointer.

The red magnetic needle spun wildly on the dial like a headless fly, unable to point north or south at all.

"It's not just as simple as natural miasma."

Luo Pan took a deep breath and wiped the rain off his face.

"Someone has set up a very insidious complex formation near this stone tablet, taking advantage of the natural terrain and miasma."

Zhang Xuanqing also walked over at this moment. After glancing at the compass, he asked in a deep voice, "Can you tell what kind of formation it is?"

"Judging from the flow of this energy, it should be the bewitching net of the Southern Xinjiang witchcraft lineage, combined with the Yin Sha formation in Feng Shui."

The compass pointed to the remains on the ground and quickly explained.

"Look at where these bodies fell."

Although they look messy, if you connect them into a line, they correspond exactly to the Death Gate and Shock Gate in the Eight Trigrams.

This means that they were not running around randomly before they died, but were trapped by the formation.

They were trapped in the same spot, going around in circles, and were eventually killed by the monsters inside.

Compass swallowed hard, staring at the swirling, grayish-white fog:

"If we rashly step over this stone tablet, it will not only immediately trigger an alarm and alert the people who set up the formation inside, but it will also activate the formation."

This formation amplifies the hallucinogenic components in the miasma, so even if we wear gas masks, that malevolent energy will directly invade our nerves.

In severe cases, the team members might end up killing each other due to hallucinations.

Hearing the compass's analysis, the atmosphere in the team instantly became even more tense.

Deep in the mountains of western Hunan, danger lurks at every turn.

"Can it be broken?"

Zhang Xuanqing looked at the compass and asked directly.

He bit his lip, stared at the compass in his hand and calculated for a while, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

After a moment, he raised his head and said, "It can be broken."

This type of formation, which incorporates Gu magic, typically uses living Gu worms buried underground or magical artifacts imbued with extremely strong resentment as its core elements.

After a pause, he continued, "I can calculate the approximate location of the array's core."

However, the area around the core of the formation is definitely full of traps.

Sending people over to manually excavate and destroy it would be too risky.

Not only must we guard against traps and attacks, but we must also be distracted by the precise destruction of the array's core.

In such a situation, even the slightest mishap could trigger a chain reaction of attacks from the formation.

As soon as the compass finished speaking, I picked up the conversation:

"Brother Compass, you just need to tell me the exact location and depth of the array's core; leave the destruction to me."

The compass paused for a moment, then turned to me with some concern and reminded me:

"Advisor Chen, the core of the formation is buried about half a foot to a foot underground, and it is very fragile."

A bullet will trigger a chain reaction; it must be destroyed instantly and completely with extremely high penetrating power, without the slightest hesitation.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

I looked at him calmly, my right hand slowly reaching into the pocket inside my breast pocket.

The bone needles inside the pocket felt slightly cool to the touch.

The combination of Qi control and bone needles is perfect for this kind of targeted elimination work.

Seeing my confident demeanor, Zhang Xuanqing immediately made a decision:

"Okay. You're in charge of using the compass to calculate the directions."

Brother Chen, you're in charge of removing the array's core.

I will use the Golden Light Mantra to suppress the Yin energy on the outside and prevent the formation from backfiring.

Everyone else, stay alert!

"yes!"

In the pouring rain, the three of us quickly took our positions.

Luo Pan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and muttered incantations. The compass needle in his hand began to jump rhythmically.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes and pointed to the base of a dead tree about seven meters to the left of the stone tablet:

"The first key point of the formation! The Kan position, seven inches into the ground, is a pottery jar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cool aura burst forth from between my brows, and my spiritual energy surged toward the direction he indicated like a tidal wave.

At the same time, I joined my right index and middle fingers together, forming a sword gesture, and the jade-colored baleful energy within my body circulated wildly.

"go."

I moved my lips slightly and let out a very soft whisper.

Before I could finish speaking, a black afterimage shot out from my chest, so fast that it tore a brief vacuum through the dense rain.

Those are my black bone needles.

Under the control of Qi, the bone needles are like an extension of my body.

I can even clearly "see" the entire process of the bone needle penetrating the mud and water, piercing through the decaying leaves, and drilling into the ground through my mental power.

"puff!"

A very faint thud came from underground.