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

I pulled the dark red boning dagger from my left shoulder with a backhand motion, letting the blood stain half of my body.

Then, I turned around and casually tossed the short blade to the ground.

His gaze calmly fell upon the man wearing the bronze mask not far away, and he said in a chilling tone:

"Now, it's just the two of us left."

I reckon he never imagined that, in that near-certain-death situation where he was secretly targeted by three Dan Realm cultivators plus himself…

I actually had two trump cards hidden: the Demon-Slaying Cloak and the Bone Needle!

Seeing that I was able to use his fierce attacks to my advantage and forcefully kill Lan Haiping right in front of him, I was amazed.

The last trace of nonchalance and casualness on the masked man's body finally disappeared completely.

His eyes, hidden behind the bronze mask, narrowed slightly.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the bluestone slab beneath the masked man's feet shattered.

Amidst the flying debris, his aura underwent a dramatic transformation.

If he was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment...

At this moment, he was like a beast that had been fully awakened.

A thick, dark, malevolent aura surged forth from his body.

The concentration of that malevolent aura was so high that it condensed into wisps of black mist in the air, swirling and dancing around his body.

The masked man left an afterimage in place, and the next second, he was already in front of me.

Instead of picking up the dark red boning dagger from the ground, he transformed his hands into claws, his fingernails gleaming with a chilling, eerie blue light.

With a piercing shriek that seemed to tear the air apart, he lunged straight for my throat and face.

This is not finished.

The moment he swung his claws, the dark, malevolent energy surrounding him seemed to come alive.

The malevolent energy transformed into more than a dozen thick black chains, which coiled around me from all directions, attempting to block all my escape routes.

He started to go all out against me.

My eyes narrowed, and the blood in my body began to boil due to the intense pressure.

At this moment, I have no room for reservations anymore.

The cool aura between my brows circulated wildly, and my immense spiritual power spread out like mercury.

Under my mental control, the four willow-leaf knives that had been scattered around instantly sprang up from the ground.

They transformed into four chilling silver blades, cunningly slashing through the masked man's back and sides from the most dangerous angles.

At the same time, the black bone needle that had just pierced Lan Haiping's skull transformed into a black lightning bolt in mid-air.

With a "whoosh," the bone needle pierced straight into the back of the masked man's head.

The array of blades and bone needles formed the first deadly line of defense.

Faced with his sharp claws and menacing chains coming straight at me, I suddenly stretched out my left arm.

The left arm, modified by the Self-Sewing Technique and enhanced by the Sha-Clad State, is as hard as refined steel.

I grabbed at his claws that were reaching for my face, and at the same time, I gripped the willow-leaf knife tightly in my right hand and slashed fiercely at his other hand that was grabbing my throat.

"boom!"

A deafening thud exploded in the courtyard, and the violent shockwave blew all the bluestone slabs within a radius of several meters away.

I felt an overwhelming force surge into my body through my arms, making my blood and qi churn.

The shock caused me to stumble back three steps uncontrollably.

The masked man was also shaken by my head-on collision and was forced to take two steps back.

His malevolent aura, which had transformed into chains, was mostly shredded by my bone needles and sword array.

But this is just the beginning.

The masked man had an incredibly rich combat experience, and his moves were practically ever-changing.

One second they were using the ruthless close-combat techniques of the Corpse Stitcher to try and dislocate my joints.

The next second, he would suddenly open his mouth and emit a sharp sound wave mixed with the characteristics of Southern Xinjiang Gu magic, which made my eardrums ache.

Sometimes, he would even use Taoist steps to dodge my bone needles' fatal blows from an unbelievable angle.

It was at this moment that I truly experienced it firsthand.

His previous arrogant and frivolous attitude was indeed backed by solid resources.

In this extremely dangerous battle, I truly unleashed my full power.

My own mental strength has been pushed to its limit at this moment.

In combat, I must be distracted by controlling the four willow-leaf blades in mid-air and precisely maneuvering the black bone needles to find an opportunity for a fatal blow.

At the same time, my own body must be in the "Clad in Evil" state, using the Self-Sewing Technique in my left hand and the Willow Leaf Blade in my right.

Engage in close-quarters combat with the masked man, delivering brutal blows.

Even in such an extreme state that ordinary people could not even imagine, I only managed to fight the masked man to a draw.

They were even subtly at a defensive disadvantage in terms of the overall situation.

His inner strength was truly profound.

However, after dozens of intense exchanges with him, I also keenly noticed some unusual changes in myself.

During the match, I went all out in almost every clash, without holding back at all.

According to the records in "Tianyi Ce" and my past experience.

With such intense stimulation of malevolent energy and the slow passage of time, the negative effects of the malevolent state should have already manifested.

The whispers of desires hidden deep within my heart should have filled my ears like a tidal wave, frantically assaulting my reason.

It gradually led me to lose control and even become a madman.

But now, I am surprised to find that I am terribly lucid.

Besides the cool aura circulating steadily between my eyebrows, helping me guard my mind.

Within the seemingly solid jade-colored armor of malevolent energy covering my body, a faint, almost imperceptible golden light was flowing with a strange rhythm.

Along with this golden light, a faint but real dragon's might slowly rippled within my body.

Under the suppression of this dragon's might, those whispers of desire that tried to emerge were like ants encountering their natural enemy.

It was crushed to pieces as soon as it appeared, and it couldn't cause any real disturbance to my mind.

Even in my wrathful state, I haven't shown any signs of losing control!

A sudden thought struck me.

This is the first time I've activated the Fiend Cloak and engaged in a life-or-death battle since receiving the gift of that dragon soul remnant.

Could this also be a benefit brought about by the Dragon Soul's gift?

It not only greatly enhanced my mental strength, but even the backlash from the forbidden technique of Pi Sha was forcibly suppressed by its superior dragon aura.

If that's really the case, does it mean that the time I can currently activate the Pisha skill has greatly increased?

Could I even wear this "demon garment" all the time?

The moment that thought flashed through my mind, the battle situation changed again.