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

Those poisoned arrows that came flying at me didn't even touch the hem of my clothes before I sliced ​​them off in mid-air.

Having dealt with the threat above my head, I lowered my head slightly and looked at the army of Gu worms that had spread to two or three meters away from my feet, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

I squinted slightly, then stomped my right foot heavily on the muddy ground.

"boom!"

A muffled, faint sound came from underground.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of powerful internal energy erupted from the evil core within my body, flowing through my meridians and being released out of my body without reservation!

If my malevolent aura used to be a chilling, bone-piercing black mist, then now, after experiencing this series of great battles...

Including the primordial evil energy that my grandfather left in the body of the Gu King of the Lan family in the Southern Frontier for thirty years, my inner energy has already undergone a tremendous qualitative change.

A layer of jade-colored energy wave, centered on me, swept outwards like a tangible wave of water.

And deep within this jade-colored layer, a faint, almost imperceptible golden light flows.

That was a wisp of dragon soul power bestowed upon me by the remnant of the dragon soul in the spiritual world.

The moment this jade-colored malevolent energy came into contact with the surging horde of Gu worms, the terrifying insect tide instantly came to a standstill.

Those originally fierce and fearless poisonous insects from the southern border now seem to have encountered their natural enemy.

The life essence of the Gu King that has fused into my body is, to these low-level Gu worms, an inviolable superior bloodline.

Add to that the oppressive aura of a true dragon that dares to defy heaven and earth, and this double suppression is a complete and utter dimensional reduction attack.

The first batch of Gu worms rushed forward, but the moment the jade-colored energy wave swept over them, they couldn't even let out a scream.

It was directly shaken into pools of dark green pus by the violent power contained in the evil aura.

The Gu worms behind them seemed to have gone mad and completely lost control.

They instinctively changed direction, pushing and biting each other, desperately trying to escape the area shrouded in jade-colored malevolent energy.

Soon, they retreated completely, leaving only a pile of wreckage.

The dozen or so men in black who had just approached noticed this scene and their steps faltered briefly.

Clearly, they were stunned by my unreasonable way of breaking the deadlock.

Taking advantage of this moment, I reached behind me and touched my lower back.

With a slight scraping sound, I drew out one of the blades, a long, narrow willow-leaf knife that gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

I forced out a wisp of the malevolent energy from my body and channeled it into the blade along the hilt.

The originally cold white willow-leaf blade was suddenly covered with a faint jade-colored shimmer, revealing its sharp edge.

"Old Jin, here you go."

Without turning my head, I tossed the willow-leaf dagger, imbued with murderous intent, to Jin Wanliang behind me.

Jin Wanliang reacted quickly and caught the hilt of the knife.

The malevolent aura emanating from it made his hand holding the knife sink slightly.

"This knife carries my killing intent, and the remaining Gu worms dare not approach it."

Find a safe corner to hide in, and don't wander off.

I said quickly.

Jin Wanliang knew that now was not the time for formalities.

He gripped the scalpel tightly and nodded: "Brother Chen, go ahead and do it, don't worry about me!"

After saying that, he bent down very decisively.

Under the cover of darkness, he quickly retreated to the side and behind an abandoned support structure made of several thick logs, completely hiding his massive body in the shadows.

After settling the gold and silver, I had no more worries.

I slowly turned around to face the dozen or so black-clad figures who had regained their footing and were approaching me with knives raised.

In this dark, abandoned logging camp, I stood alone on the open ground, holding only a scalpel in my hand.

The tip of the knife pointed diagonally at the muddy ground, and a drop of liquid, whether rain or dew, slowly slid down the blade.

"Since you've all been waiting here for so long, then I won't stand on ceremony."

I spoke aloud into the darkness ahead.

The moment the words left my mouth, the muddy water beneath my feet suddenly burst open, creating a shallow pit.

Using the recoil, I transformed into a black afterimage, wielding my willow-leaf knife and charging straight into the array of black-clad men.

Mud and water splashed, and knives flashed.

I charged into the encirclement of the group of people in black, carrying my scalpel.

At first, I wasn't overconfident.

In this unfamiliar territory of southern Xinjiang, no one knew what deadly tricks the other was hiding.

Therefore, I even suppressed the use of "qi manipulation" to control the bone needles, and simply relied on the strength of my physical body and the sharpness of the willow leaf blade itself to test the waters.

However, after only a few rounds, I realized something was wrong.

The slash coming straight at you was too slow.

I didn't even need to use my evil energy to block it. I just turned my body slightly to the side, and the heavy Miao sword grazed my nose and missed, then slashed straight into the mud.

So, I casually handed the scalpel forward.

A jade-like luster flashed across the blade, and a tiny flower of blood bloomed from the man's throat.

The man collapsed to the ground without uttering a single scream.

too weak.

Then, I dodged a short sword that came from behind and slashed another person's chest with a backhand.

Warm blood splattered into the cold air, carrying a slightly fishy, ​​sweet smell.

Most of these seemingly fierce-looking men in black were just cultivators with rudimentary internal energy.

Only a handful of people had a slightly stronger aura, barely reaching the level of just condensing internal energy.

Such strength, if used to deal with ordinary people, or with a businessman like Jin Wanliang who doesn't know anything about business, would be absolutely overwhelming.

But to me, who has already formed a demonic core, they are like a group of unruly children.

It poses absolutely no real threat.

This huge gap in strength raised a question in my mind.

The other side had no idea about my and Jin Wanliang's true background; they just sent a bunch of self-proclaimed strong henchmen to their deaths.

Or is there... some deeper hidden story behind this?

Could this group of people just be pawns used for testing or attrition?

With that in mind, I changed my strategy.

The original plan was to clear the area cleanly and efficiently, but now it seems we'll have to leave a few people to ask questions while they're still breathing.

After dealing with the extra few henchmen, I took a step forward, splashing mud and water everywhere.

The leaders who had reached the level of inner energy condensation were gathering together, trying to form a defensive formation.

I gave them no chance to catch their breath, and the jade-colored baleful energy within my body suddenly erupted with a trace of dragon might.

Although it was only a very faint trace, the terrifying aura mixed with the suppression of a high-level being instantly froze the three leaders in place, as if they had been subjected to a spell to immobilize them.