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

In less than ten seconds, those seemingly fatal penetrating wounds and burns had already healed to a great extent.

Although the newly grown skin and flesh were not yet covered with blue scales, they looked pitted and ugly.

But it straightened up again and let out a piercing roar.

However, this monster is not truly invincible.

Zhang Xuanqing and I noticed the change in its aura almost simultaneously.

The violent, yin energy emanating from him, which had been almost tangible, noticeably weakened after completing this terrifying self-healing process.

That does indeed make sense.

If this thing could recover from injuries so quickly, without paying any price or incurring any cost, it would truly become an immortal, mythical creature.

If it really is that kind of thing, then what's the point of fighting? Everyone should just pack up and go play ball; no amount of lives would be enough to cover it up.

"The yin energy within its body is waning; this self-healing is depleting its reserves!"

Zhang Xuanqing snorted coldly, his killing intent growing even stronger.

He turned to the edge of the formation and shouted, "Compass, control the formation's core and maintain the formation!"

The rest of you, stand back and be on guard; don't let the poisonous miasma get close!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xuanqing suddenly held his long sword upright in front of his chest, his left hand forming a strange hand seal, and he rapidly chanted an incantation:

"The profound origin of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. Through countless eons of cultivation, I have attained divine power... Golden light swiftly appears, protecting the True Man!"

Accompanied by a deep hum, a layer of brilliant and profound golden light suddenly burst forth from Zhang Xuanqing's body.

This golden light was not an illusion, but rather the outward emission of extremely concentrated pure Yang energy.

Once the Golden Light Mantra was activated, Zhang Xuanqing appeared as if he were wearing a thick layer of golden armor.

The black yin energy and green poisonous miasma that tried to approach him melted away like ice and snow in the face of this golden light, emitting a sizzling burning sound.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Xuanqing, carrying his longsword, stepped directly into the core area of ​​the formation and launched a preemptive attack on the evil corpse.

Naturally, I didn't choose to continue standing outside and watching.

After taking a deep breath, the evil core in my dantian began to circulate wildly.

The malevolent energy spread along my meridians throughout my body, forming a tough, invisible protective shield.

I exerted force with my feet, and the immense explosive power brought by the Mountain-Shaking Force left a shallow pit in my original position. I rushed into the formation like an arrow released from a bow.

Shan Yan's movements were no slower than mine.

The expert from the Ninth Division threw the pull ring in his hand to the ground and drew his military knife with a backhand.

His muscles were taut, and a faint aura of blood surrounded his body.

After that, he followed closely in my footsteps and flanked me from another direction.

As for gunpowder, spirit core, and hunting dogs, they knew they couldn't participate in close-quarters combat at this level; in fact, they would only become a burden.

So they retreated to the safe zone at the edge of the formation, holding their weapons and ready to provide assistance at any time.

As soon as we engaged in combat, I immediately realized just how troublesome this evil corpse was.

Although it is enormous, it moves as fast as a black lightning bolt.

Zhang Xuanqing thrust his sword at its chest, but it neither dodged nor avoided, instead swinging its thick arm covered in black fur and sharp claws, slamming it hard against the sword's edge.

"clang!"

A loud metallic clang rang out, sparks flying everywhere.

Zhang Xuanqing used the momentum to take a half step back, and only a faint white mark was left on the evil corpse's arm.

While its attention was drawn to Zhang Xuanqing, I quietly circled around to its side and rear.

I gripped the willow-leaf knife tightly in my right hand, channeling a surge of malevolent energy into it, and slashed fiercely at a patch of newly grown flesh on its back that wasn't covered in blue scales.

The sensation of the blade made my heart sink.

It didn't feel like cutting into meat; it felt more like cutting into a thick layer of old cowhide.

Moreover, there was a hard steel plate underneath that old cowhide.

Without using a large amount of malevolent energy to forcibly enhance the blade, my incomparably sharp willow-leaf knife cannot even cut through its surface.

After increasing the output of my malevolent energy, my willow-leaf dagger barely managed to cut a bloody gash on its body.

But not a single drop of black blood flowed from the wound; it healed itself back together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This skin is too thick."

I frowned and muttered something to myself, then shifted my feet and narrowly avoided a claw strike that the evil corpse was sweeping back at me.

The stench from the claws swept past my protective shield of malevolent energy, actually corroding a small ripple on its surface.

Since conventional physical cutting doesn't work, we'll have to resort to some special methods.

I quickly retreated to create distance, and with a gentle flick of two fingers of my left hand, the black bone needle quietly appeared at my fingertips.

My mental energy focused instantly, and my eyes narrowed, locking onto the thick black suture line under the evil corpse's left rib.

"go!"

I silently shouted to myself.

The black bone needle transformed into a ghostly light that was almost invisible to the naked eye, instantly traversing a distance of more than ten meters.

With a "plop," the bone needle pierced through the evil corpse's skin without any resistance and penetrated deep into its flesh.

The bone needles are indeed incredibly penetrating. Even armor-piercing bullets can't penetrate them in the first place, but they're like paper in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, with a thought, I detonated the violent power contained within the bone needle after it absorbed the blood and energy of the withered wood.

"Bang!"

A dull thud came from the left side of the evil corpse, and a splatter of dark red blood mixed with bits of flesh sprayed out.

However, seeing this scene made me frown even more.

Although the bone needles successfully broke through the defenses and generated an internal burst, the density and hardness of that body were simply too outrageous.

The violent force that would have blasted an ordinary person in two was blocked by the evil corpse's tough muscles and bones, leaving only a bloody hole a few centimeters in size under its ribs.

What frustrates me even more is that the fleshy buds around this rather pitiful-looking blood hole immediately began to wriggle wildly.

In just a few seconds, the wound had healed completely.

I even tried to manipulate bone needles to pierce its skull, hoping to destroy its brain.

However, the skull of the evil corpse had obviously been specially refined, and its defensive power was frighteningly high.

Although the bone needle could be inserted, it was stuck firmly in the bone crevice and could not penetrate further.

Even more serious problems are yet to come.

Just as I was about to pull the bone needle back to find the next weakness, a strong sense of obstruction was transmitted to my mind through the mental connection.

The level of the corpse poison inside was frighteningly high.

The jade-colored malevolent energy that I was attached to the surface of the bone needle was now being fiercely countered by the corpse poison within the evil corpse.

The black venom seemed to have a life of its own, tightly enveloping the bone needles.

I could even clearly hear a series of "sizzling" corrosion sounds coming from the surface of the bone needle.