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

"Bang--!"

A deep, muffled thud came from the depths of the foundation pit, as if something enormous had collided violently underground.

Immediately afterwards, a bluish-gray shadow flew out of the pit like a cannonball!

That was the long-robed ghost that had just been sent down to scout ahead!

However, its current condition is appalling.

The once solid soul body is now incomplete, with a large hole torn in its chest.

The long-robed ghost flew backward at an astonishing speed, crashing straight into Qingyunzi, who was standing in front of the altar.

Before Qingyunzi could react, he was sent flying by the enormous impact, along with the long-robed ghost.

"Splash—!"

With a loud crash of breaking wood and shattering objects, the magnificent altar was instantly overturned.

Incense burner, candlesticks, yellow paper, and cinnabar were scattered all over the ground.

The high-powered searchlights also collapsed under the impact, and several of them went out instantly.

The entire construction site was suddenly plunged into darkness and chaos.

Qingyunzi fell to the ground a few meters away with a muffled groan.

His headband had flown away, his carefully styled hair was disheveled, and his robe was covered in mud.

The air of superiority he had just displayed vanished completely at this moment.

As the altar was overturned, the yin energy in the foundation pit seemed to lose its last restraint, becoming even more violent.

That immense, chilling aura slowly rose from the ground.

Sensing this aura, the evil core within my body trembled violently.

That trace of dragon might seemed to have been provoked, and spontaneously emitted a silent roar within my meridians.

I pulled my right hand out of my pocket, the black bone needle between my fingertips.

"Old Jin, find a place to hide somewhere far away."

I quickly gave them my instructions.

"Li Qing, keep an eye on the feng shui energy around the site, don't let this thing escape from the construction site."

I took a step forward and walked towards the biting, cold wind.

"The real culprit down there is about to come out."

My pace was not fast; in fact, it was rather slow, like taking a walk in the park after dinner.

However, with each step I took forward, the demonic core that had already solidified within my body would rotate a little faster.

That wisp of malevolent energy, carrying a golden glow, flowed silently through my limbs and bones like a rushing river, along the meridians in my arms that had already been opened by the "Sewing Technique".

This powerful internal energy formed a protective barrier on my body surface that was invisible to the naked eye but was real.

The biting, chilling winds that would make an ordinary person shiver with cold seemed to encounter some invisible barrier and automatically parted to the sides when they reached within three feet of me.

They couldn't even lift the hem of my clothes.

Behind me, Jin Wanliang displayed the keen intuition of a seasoned veteran.

After hearing my instructions, he didn't ask any more questions.

He crouched down and, with an agility completely out of character for his slightly overweight physique, darted behind the tracks of a heavy excavator, hiding himself completely.

Li Qing, however, put away his previous smiling face and began to look serious.

He pulled out a mini compass from somewhere and began to walk quickly around the perimeter of the construction site, using the "罡步" (a specific method of walking in a martial arts style).

As he walked, he pulled out several palm-sized, thin bronze Bagua mirrors from his pocket.

Drive it firmly into the soil in a specific direction.

"Certainly!"

With a low shout from Li Qing, the bronze mirrors buried underground seemed to form an invisible net.

The formation set up by Li Qing barely managed to contain the rampant Yin energy of the construction site within the blue iron fence, preventing it from spreading out into the city.

I didn't turn around to look at them.

Because all my attention was focused on the foundation pit in front of me, which was constantly spewing out grayish-white yin energy.

With Qingyunzi's altar overturned, the "camp-shaking" effect brought about by that bowl of black dog blood finally reached its peak.

The yin energy, which was originally just churning like boiling water, has now completely spiraled out of control.

It transformed into a gray-white tornado, shooting straight into the night sky more than ten meters high.

The surrounding tower cranes roared under the impact of this force, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Immediately afterwards, the grayish-white tornado of yin energy began to contract and condense violently.

With the help of the cool air, I clearly saw that chilling scene.

The massive surge of yin energy that appeared was not a single ghost.

Within the ever-condensing grayish-white yin energy, countless distorted, pained human faces were densely packed together.

Among them were men and women, young and old.

Their faces intertwined, merged, and tore apart in the yin energy, emitting wails that pierced the soul.

In less than ten seconds, the massive mass of Yin energy completely condensed and took shape above the foundation pit.

A complex evil spirit, nearly four meters tall and with a bloated and enormous body, appeared before my eyes.

Its body surface has no skin texture at all, but is pieced together from countless faces of people struggling in pain.

It has seven or eight arms of varying lengths and thicknesses on its body.

Some resemble the thick, muscular arms of an adult man, while others are the withered, lifeless arms of an old man.

The evil spirit has no obvious facial features.

There was a huge gash in the place where the head should have been.

There were no teeth in that opening, only a constant stream of bone-chilling cold emanating from it.

As soon as this thing took shape, the surrounding temperature plummeted once again.

The windows of the construction vehicles closest to the foundation pit were instantly covered with thick ice flowers, and even the tires made a cracking sound in the low temperature.

"roar--!"

Once formed, the evil spirit let out a deafening roar.

In the distance, the bodyguards that Boss Lei brought were still holding on and not running away.

But under this roar, several men with weaker mental fortitude immediately fainted, their eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth.

The remaining few people also felt their legs go weak and collapsed to their knees with a few thuds.

They scrambled and crawled towards the construction site gate.

Boss Wang was so frightened that he couldn't even scream, and he collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud.

At this moment, the person closest to this composite evil spirit was Qingyunzi, who had just been thrown to the ground and was completely disoriented.

Qingyunzi slumped to the ground, staring blankly up at the sky.

He stared at the terrifying monster before him, as if he had completely lost the ability to think.

Overwhelmed by immense fear, he was rendered so stiff that he couldn't move even a finger.