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

The second and third bodies were in similar condition.

He had marks on his body from being blown up by talismans, and the fatal injuries were all internal organ ruptures.

This is very much in line with Lee Sin's fighting style.

However, when I turned over the fourth corpse, my brows involuntarily furrowed.

The body had no external injuries.

But his face was a strange purplish-black color, and thick black blood was flowing from his seven orifices.

I pulled out my scalpel and used the tip to pry open his shirt, only to find that the skin on his chest was swollen high.

Something inside seemed to have struggled violently before dying, eventually bursting out and leaving a small, bloody hole.

The foul, fishy smell was coming from this bloody hole.

"Gu poison?"

I stared at the trace of black blood on the tip of the knife, my eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

This person clearly died from the backlash or poisoning of some kind of Gu worm.

However, Li Qing was a legitimate feng shui master. He didn't understand gu magic at all, let alone carry such a sinister thing with him.

Could it be that Li Qing set up a trap during his escape, causing these pursuers to kill each other?

With this question in mind, I stood up and walked into the hidden cave.

The cave is not very spacious, and the air is very stuffy.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and quickly scanned the inside of the cave.

There was a pool of blood on the ground that hadn't completely dried, and several bloodstained medical bandages were scattered around it.

Inside the cave entrance, I also found several crushed copper coins and a broken red thread.

This is the most commonly used early warning formation in the Feng Shui lineage.

It seems that Li Qing had briefly recuperated in this cave after being injured.

She even had time to treat her wounds.

However, the pursuers had noses sharper than dogs and quickly caught up with them.

The signs of battle outside indicate that they had engaged in a fierce encounter here.

However, judging from the situation at the scene, the good news is that although Li Qing was blocked, he should have successfully broken through and escaped.

Because if he were captured or killed, these assassins from southern Xinjiang wouldn't just leave without even bothering to collect their companion's body.

They carelessly dumped the body outside, clearly because the situation was extremely urgent and they had to relentlessly pursue Li Qing's trail.

They can't even spare a minute to collect the body.

I stepped out of the cave and looked around again.

The scene in this winding valley is far too chaotic.

The shockwaves from the battle, the exploding talismans, and the blood and qi of the dead created a chaotic mess of energy in the surrounding area.

I tried to find Li Qing's footprints in the soil after his breakout, but all around me were messy trampling marks.

It's impossible to tell which one he left.

"trouble."

I frowned and uttered two words.

Conventional tracking methods have failed once again here.

If we don't figure out the direction he's trying to break through, one wrong step in these vast mountains could mean missing out forever.

There was no other way but to use my trump card again.

I took a deep breath, stood in the center of the chaotic battlefield, closed my eyes, and forcibly mobilized the cool energy between my brows, which had been largely depleted.

"Disperse."

With a soft shout from the bottom of my heart, a cool sensation exploded again, flowing into my eyes through my meridians.

A bizarre black-and-white, gray visual world descended instantly, stripping away the surrounding chaotic appearance.

I endured the stinging pain in my eyes and carefully unraveled the complexities of the situation.

Soon, I spotted that familiar pale yellow earth energy above the awkward right-hand stone wall.

The airflow was weaker than when we saw it in the valley before.

At this moment, it was intermittent, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

This indicates that Li Qing's injuries have worsened.

Behind that pale yellow aura, the dark purple auras representing the assassins of the Southern Frontier still clung to it like maggots.

However, just as I was about to look away, I unexpectedly noticed something unusual out of the corner of my eye.

I forced myself to stay alert and focused my gaze on the route Li Qing had taken to escape.

In the black, white, and gray world, I was surprised to find that, around the pale yellow aura that was closely following Li Qing, there had been a completely unfamiliar aura that had appeared out of nowhere!

This aura was completely different from the ruthless dark purple of those Southern Border assassins; it presented a faint blue hue.

This blue aura is very subtle.

Unlike pursuers who openly display their killing intent, it lingered subtly along the edge of Li Qing's escape route.

They appear to be very close together.

"What kind of approach is this?"

My heart sank.

This faint blue aura definitely doesn't belong to the group that chased Li Qing before.

It appeared without warning and its actions were elusive.

Thinking of the assassin's corpse outside, who had died from the Gu poison, an idea quickly formed in my mind.

A third party has intervened!

This blue aura is very likely the culprit that caused the assassin to die from the Gu poison.

The question is whether this suddenly involved third party is friend or foe.

Was he after Li Qing, or after that group of assassins from the Southern Frontier?

"call--"

I abruptly closed my eyes, cutting off the flow of cool air.

The moment my vision returned to normal, an even stronger stinging sensation came from deep within my eyeballs.

I groaned, and another warm trickle of blood rolled down my cheek.

Continuously activating this mysterious Qi-gazing technique has placed a considerable burden on both my mind and body.

I raised the back of my hand and casually wiped away the blood from the corner of my eye. I circulated my inner energy rapidly for several cycles to forcefully suppress the dizziness in my mind.

Then I glanced at the steep rock face on my right.

Li Qing climbed over from there.

I suddenly exerted force with my feet, channeling the power of a mountain-shaking force into my legs.

Using a few protruding rocks as cover, I quickly climbed over the narrow passage.

Following the trail of pale yellow and pale blue, I plunged headlong into the deeper darkness.

The night in the miasma forest seems to never end.

I don't know how long I wandered through this seemingly boundless green maze.

The malevolent energy within my body surged ceaselessly through my meridians, sustaining my high-intensity assault.

The pale yellow aura grew weaker and weaker in my perception, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

This made me unconsciously quicken my pace.

Several hours later, the terrain ahead suddenly rose higher.

The miasma that filled the air also thinned out a bit.

A series of muffled rumbling sounds and the crisp clash of weapons, carried on the night wind, came from a dangerous place not far ahead.

Suddenly, my heart tightened, and I immediately suppressed my aura and silently touched a stone beam covered with moss.

Peeking out, the scene ahead instantly came into view.