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

Hearing me say that, Jin Wanliang finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

His tense nerves relaxed, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"The goods are still there, and the people are still alive."

Brother, you've saved my life and my entire fortune again this time.

Jin Wanliang turned around, looked at me, and spoke in a very serious tone.

I waved my hand, not taking the bait.

Between friends, there's no need to constantly talk about these things.

"It will take Ma San and the others at least several more hours to arrive."

I looked around at the empty air-raid shelters and began to make arrangements for what to do next.

"Old Jin, you stay here for now and watch over the goods and Old Hei and the others."

I've already cleared out those henchmen; this place is now an absolutely safe blind spot.

I won't stay here and wait with you.

Jin Wanliang was taken aback: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Go find that old man from the Black family."

I put my hands in my pockets and gently stroked the lightning-struck wooden safety buckle. Although my speech was slow, the content of my words carried an unyielding coldness.

"Since this old guy dared to set up such a big trap to take our lives, I have no habit of keeping him around for the New Year."

Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots; that's the rule.

Moreover, I am very interested in the mysterious person he met.

This person is likely the mastermind behind the robbery of your goods. If we don't find him and eliminate him completely, there will be endless trouble in the future.

Jin Wanliang knows my temperament and is also aware of my current strength.

Upon hearing this, he did not stop me, but patted the spot on his chest where the amulet was attached, and then gripped the willow-leaf knife that carried my murderous aura tightly.

"Then you should be careful. That old guy must have some shady methods to become a local tyrant."

Leave this to me. As soon as Ma San arrives, I'll arrange for the convoy to move.

"Alright, take this knife for self-defense. If you encounter anything suspicious, just slash it. The malevolent energy on it usually keeps wandering ghosts away."

I nodded and turned to walk out of the air-raid shelter.

Stepping out of the air-raid shelter, the rain showed no signs of letting up.

I tightened the collar of my coat and walked alone on the muddy mountain road back to Luohua Town.

From the testimony of the leader of the men in black, I already know where Grandpa Hei lives.

His residence was not located in the air-raid shelter, but rather in a separate three-story stilted house built at the northernmost part of the town, near a cliff.

This old guy certainly knows how to pick a place.

That kind of terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and at any time, one can retreat into the deep mountains and forests.

Unfortunately, he ran into me today.

Half an hour later, braving the night rain, I crossed most of the desolate Luohua Town and arrived in front of the stilted house.

The entire building was hidden in the darkness and rain, with not a single light shining through.

The surrounding air was filled with a stench of fish and herbs left over from years of Gu poison making, even more pungent than the smell inside the air-raid shelter.

I stood on the open ground a dozen meters away from the stilted house, letting the rain slide down my cheeks.

This time, I didn't handle things as I usually do, carefully concealing my presence to test the waters.

The dozen or so people I killed at the logging camp tonight, plus the four guards in the air-raid shelter, have given me a complete picture of this group.

If you're here to kill someone, why bother with all the secrecy?

I slowly closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

The next second, the evil core within my body began to operate rapidly.

"boom!"

A powerful aura of malevolence erupted from my body without reservation.

In an instant, a warm yet deadly jade-like luster shone faintly in the rainy night.

As soon as this aura was released, a dense rustling sound immediately came from the grass around the stilted house and under the floorboards.

Those were various poisonous insects and Gu-like creatures that Grandpa Hei had set up as a perimeter guard.

But under the suppression of my aura, which possessed a jade-like luster and the might of a dragon, those normally ferocious poisonous creatures now seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, frantically trying to escape this area.

Those that were slightly slower were instantly crushed into minced meat by my released malevolent energy, bursting into clumps of green sap in the rain.

Without even glancing at the dead Gu worms, I slowly drew my cold willow-leaf knife from my right hand.

The overwhelming force of the threshold of Dacheng made my blood and qi surge like a river in my veins. With each step, the mud and water under my feet were crushed.

I arrived at the heavy solid wood door of the stilted house.

There was no knocking, and no small talk.

I raised my right leg, and with a surge of violent blood and jade-colored murderous aura, I kicked it hard in the center of the door.

"Bang!!!"

The shattered wooden door transformed into countless sharp splinters, which, along with rain and a violent gust of wind, instantly swept through the spacious hall on the first floor of the stilted house.

A few dim oil lamps swayed twice in the wind and then went out completely.

Only the occasional pale flashes of lightning outside illuminated the hall, casting it in flickering light.

Carrying my scalpel, I stepped over the mess on the floor and walked into the center of the hall.

That jade-colored evil energy, belonging to the early stage of the evil core, carried a faint golden light and surged in all directions like a tangible tide.

The dragon's might contained within the malevolent aura made the air in the entire hall feel heavy.

"Old man Blackie, all your men are dead."

My voice echoed in the empty lobby on the first floor, sounding exceptionally clear.

"Now, it's your turn."

A furious snort echoed from the wooden staircase on the second floor.

"Arrogant brat! How dare you run wild in Luohua Town and even destroy my sect's gate! Today, I'll skin you alive and burn you to a crisp!"

As the sound faded, a gaunt figure leaped from the shadows on the second floor and landed steadily on the other side of the lobby on the first floor.

With the help of the dim light coming in from outside, I finally saw clearly this local tyrant who had been entrenched in Luohua Town for many years.

He looked to be over sixty years old, with a face full of wrinkles like old tree bark, and wore a loose black robe.

He wasn't holding a cane, but rather a strangely shaped, jet-black short knife.

The blade gleamed with a bluish-purple light, clearly indicating that it had been coated with a potent poison.

The old man's aura was indeed much stronger than that of the few rogue cultivators in the logging camp who had barely condensed their essence.

Although his vital energy had declined somewhat due to old age, the internal energy of his body, which was cold and poisonous, was still very strong.

Judging from the looks of it, he has been at this stage for quite some time, and he seems to be only a hair's breadth away from the Core Formation realm.

No wonder he was able to suppress those lawless evil cultivators and rule over Luohua Town.

However, this line separates them by an insurmountable chasm.

Moreover, I've killed quite a few evil cultivators in the Dan realm.

As soon as Grandpa Hei landed, he had no intention of wasting any words with me.

With a sudden wave of his withered hands, two dark clouds instantly flew out from the wide sleeves of his black robe.