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

"hiss--"

Just as the evil corpse opened its blood-red maw, about to spew out poisonous miasma, bone needles silently shot out from its side, heading straight for its left eyeball.

Although this monster is not very intelligent, its combat instincts are exceptionally sharp.

It suddenly turned its head, and the bone needle grazed its eye and pierced through the flesh of its cheek, leaving only a bloody hole the size of a coin.

Although the blood hole began to heal in an instant, the explosive force from the bone needle still abruptly interrupted its act of spewing poisonous miasma.

"Well done!"

Shan Yan roared from below, and taking advantage of the half-second that the evil corpse was momentarily stunned, he slashed hard at the right knee with his military knife.

This fighting style made the evil corpse feel extremely frustrated.

It possesses terrifying strength and speed, yet when facing us, it feels like it's punching cotton.

Not only can they not exert their strength, but they also have to be constantly on guard against those sneak attacks that are impossible to prevent.

It let out a series of furious roars, its arms flailing wildly like a windmill, yet it could barely touch the hem of our clothes.

A few minutes passed quickly.

Just as the two of us were working together to tightly bind the evil corpse to the center of the formation, Zhang Xuanqing's chanting speed increased.

As his spellcasting progressed faster, the air in the entire underground tomb seemed to become viscous.

A terrifying, suffocating pressure was spreading wildly outwards from him.

Even though I was in the center of the formation, I could clearly feel that some kind of violent power was rapidly gathering deep within the rock layers above my head.

Outside the ancient tomb, a muffled rumble of thunder seemed to emanate faintly.

The evil corpse's keen intuition naturally detected this deadly threat, which was enough to completely annihilate it.

The evil corpse that had been entangled with us suddenly stopped its indiscriminate attacks.

Its eyes, devoid of pupils and only a pale white, were fixed on Zhang Xuanqing, who was casting a spell on the outer edge of the formation.

The next second, the monster went completely insane.

It completely abandoned all defenses and ignored the attacks on me and the rocks.

The mountain rock's military knife slashed fiercely at an old wound on its thigh, the blade almost cutting through half of the muscle, and black, bloody blood gushed out.

But the evil corpse didn't even flinch.

His massive body was like a runaway heavy armored vehicle, trudging heavily as he desperately tried to break through towards Zhang Xuanqing.

"Bang!"

The evil corpse slammed headfirst into the pure yang energy wall at the edge of the formation, and the huge impact caused the entire formation to shake violently.

The compass, responsible for maintaining the formation, turned deathly pale.

The next second, the compass spat out a mouthful of blood with a "whoosh".

But he still held the flags firmly, desperately trying to stabilize the formation.

"Stop it!"

With its eyes bloodshot, Shan Yan lunged at the evil corpse's back, trying to drag it down with its weight.

But the power of the crazed evil corpse is astonishing.

With a sudden swipe of its shoulder, it flung the 180-pound boulder like a broken sack, sending it crashing heavily onto a stone pillar more than ten meters away.

"Trying to run? Not so easy."

I stared at the crazed, evil corpse, a sharp killing intent flashing in my eyes.

Seeing that the evil corpse was about to break through the second layer of energy barrier, I took a deep breath and pushed the jade-colored evil energy in my body to its limit.

The evil core within his dantian began to spin wildly, and a massive amount of spiritual power poured out like a tidal wave.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

With four crisp metallic clangs, the other four spare willow-leaf knives I had tucked into my waistband were simultaneously drawn from their sheaths under the control of my Qi.

This is the first time I've gone all out in actual combat since receiving the Dragon Soul's gift and experiencing another increase in my spiritual power.

The four willow-leaf blades transformed into four silver streaks of light, drawing several sharp arcs in mid-air before being directly sliced ​​into the joints of the evil corpse's limbs under my control.

At the same time, the black bone needle that had been lurking in the shadows accelerated instantly, heading straight for the back of the evil corpse's head.

Distracted manipulation of the five magical artifacts was a huge test of my mental strength and the depletion of my malevolent energy.

But given the current situation, I have no room for reservations whatsoever.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

The four willow-leaf knives, enhanced by the jade-colored aura, became even sharper.

Although they could not directly sever the evil corpse's hard bones, they precisely cut through several thick ligaments in its wrists and ankles.

The frenzied corpse stumbled suddenly, its massive body falling forward uncontrollably.

But its hands still clung tightly to the invisible barrier of energy, desperately trying to tear it apart.

Without any hesitation, I exerted force with my feet, unleashing my full power to shake mountains.

As I flashed to the vicinity of the evil corpse, I concentrated my malevolent energy in my left arm and clenched it into a fist.

Facing the ugly face of the evil corpse, I smashed it down hard!

"boom!"

The fist collided violently with the facial bones of the evil corpse, producing a muffled thud.

The jade-colored malevolent energy and the intense corpse poison rubbed together violently upon contact, bursting into a blinding burst of fire.

I felt an overwhelming force travel up my left arm, and I slid backward seven or eight meters uncontrollably.

I lowered my center of gravity, letting my feet plow two deep white tracks into the hard ground, before I could barely steady myself.

After I regained my balance, I felt a dull ache in my left arm.

However, after a brief assessment, I believe it was simply due to the excessive strength of the recoil.

The left arm, strengthened by the "Sewing Technique," did not suffer any substantial damage.

The evil corpse was also sent flying backward by my unreserved punch, crashing heavily into the center of the formation.

"Consultant Chen, well done!"

Shan Yan got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and charged forward again with his knife.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanqing, who was on the outer edge of the formation, suddenly stood up straight with his beard and hair.

The wooden plaque in his hand burst forth with blinding lightning, and the thunder above his head had reached its peak intensity.

It seemed as if it could tear the sky apart and fall down at any moment.

Zhang Xuanqing's spellcasting was nearing its end.

"Shanyan, prepare to tie up the pig!"

I shouted at the mountain rocks, while my eyes were fixed on the evil corpse that had just gotten up from the ground and was about to go berserk again.

To ensure absolute safety, the monster must not be allowed to escape the array's locking range before the heavenly lightning strikes.

With a thought, the black bone needle hovering in mid-air instantly transformed into a streak of black light.

With unstoppable force, the bone needle pierced deeply into the left collarbone of the evil corpse with a "plop".

Immediately afterwards, I no longer held back the evil energy within me.

With a thought, the jade-colored baleful energy within my body surged into the bone needles like a flood bursting its banks, flowing wildly through the mental connection.

As the malevolent energy was poured in, a semi-transparent thread emitting a faint glow rapidly extended from the end of the bone needle.