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

Li Qing's Seven Star Locking Formation, combined with my Willow Leaf Blade, can suppress the wellhead for now, but this is only a temporary expedient.

As time goes on, what if the accumulated yin energy below grows stronger and stronger...?

If the formation can no longer withstand the pressure and erupts, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In these situations, it's better to guide than to suppress.

Suppression alone is definitely not a long-term solution.

Secondly, the reason for not letting Li Qing go down rashly is that his current physical condition really does not allow it.

His meridians are damaged now, and I estimate that he can only exert one or two tenths of his peak strength at most.

Furthermore, the feng shui master faced an unexpected battle...

If there is something truly ominous hidden at the bottom of the well, it would be difficult for him to emerge unscathed.

But I am completely different.

After this period of rest and training, my strength is much greater than before I went to the Southern Frontier.

It's fair to say that I'm currently at an unprecedented peak.

Even if there is some troublesome problem at the bottom of the well, with my current strength, even if I can't defeat it, I am quite confident that I can escape unscathed.

Moreover, if you look on the bright side, maybe what's down in the well isn't anything particularly difficult to deal with at all.

If it were just a few more of those composite evil spirits from last night, I would have gone down and given them a good beating with punches, kicks, and Qi-controlling bone needles, and easily dispatched them.

This will save us from having to go through this trouble later.

After finalizing tonight's plans, the dinner party quickly came to an end.

By the time we left the restaurant and got into Lao Jin's car to return to the construction site on the outskirts of the city, it was already past nine o'clock at night.

The construction site under the cover of night appeared exceptionally empty and desolate.

Several high-powered searchlights were set up around the perimeter, illuminating the excavated foundation pit as if it were daytime.

Boss Wang is indeed very efficient.

When we arrived at the scene, a small crawler crane was already steadily parked at the edge of the pit.

The crane's boom is raised high, and a thick steel wire rope hangs down, with a professional industrial-grade safety belt attached to its end.

Several workers wearing hard hats stood to the side, looking somewhat awkward and nervous.

The ancient well that was dug out sits quietly in the very center of the foundation pit.

Li Qing used red rope and copper coins to create a safety barrier around the foundation pit.

Several yellow talismans were pasted on the edge of the well.

The scalpel I lent to Li Qing this morning is now neatly inserted into the crack of the broken bluestone well cover.

A faint jade-colored luster flowed across the blade, suppressing the dense yin energy that was trying to overflow from the well.

"Brother Chen, the equipment has been tested and adjusted, and there is absolutely no problem with its load-bearing capacity."

Jin Wanliang stepped forward and handed me a powerful flashlight and a small walkie-talkie.

"The signal is bad down here, so cell phones probably won't work. If anything happens, call us on the walkie-talkie."

I took the items, nodded, clipped the flashlight to my waist, and fastened the walkie-talkie to my collar.

Li Qing also came over and solemnly inspected the array at the wellhead.

"Chen Yang, I'll leave the core of the formation here so I can help share some of the rising Yin energy with you."

Li Qing looked at me and earnestly gave me instructions.

"After you go down there, don't be careless."

If you notice anything wrong, immediately pull the rope or call me on the walkie-talkie, and I'll have the crane pull you up right away.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," I replied.

I walked over to the crane and, with the help of the workers, put on the sturdy safety harness and carefully checked each buckle.

After confirming that everything was correct, I walked to the edge of the ancient well, took a deep breath, and gave a downward gesture to the crane operator.

With a low rumble from the crane motor, the wire rope slowly tightened.

As the steel cable tightened, my feet gradually left the ground and slowly descended into the ancient well through the gap in the broken bluestone slab.

As soon as we entered the well, the surrounding light dimmed instantly, and the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees.

Instantly, a dense aura of yin energy enveloped me from all directions, attempting to invade my pores.

However, without my deliberate prompting, the evil pill in my dantian automatically accelerated its rotation speed.

A powerful aura of malevolence surged through my entire body instantly, flowing along my meridians.

Instantly, an invisible armor covered my skin.

Those yin energies that tried to approach were instantly extinguished like ice and snow meeting a raging fire the moment they touched this jade-colored baleful aura.

After emitting a faint hissing sound, it quickly dissolved and dissipated.

As I slowly descended along the rope, I didn't stop; I turned on the powerful flashlight at my waist.

A beam of snow-white light pierced the darkness below the well.

The well wall that comes into view is made of a very ancient bluish-gray brick, with dark brown moss growing between the brick seams.

As the depth increased, strange engravings began to appear on the blue bricks on the well wall.

It looks like runes that have become blurred due to their age, or perhaps scratches left by some kind of wild beast.

After descending another ten meters or so, my feet finally touched solid ground.

"I've made it to the bottom, everything is safe."

I pressed the intercom on my collar and called up to let them know I was safe.

"Received. Be careful and stay in touch."

Jin Wanliang's reply, tinged with static, came through the walkie-talkie.

After putting away the walkie-talkie, I unbuckled my safety harness, grabbed a powerful flashlight, and began to carefully examine the space at the bottom of the well.

To my surprise, there was no water at the bottom of the well; in fact, it was very dry.

The entire bottom space of the well is a regular circle, with a diameter of about three meters, which is much more spacious than the well opening.

I originally thought that a place like this, which could breed complex evil spirits, must be filled with eerie winds and piles of bones at the bottom of the well.

Who knows, there might be some fierce ghost with a blue face and fangs, or an old zombie covered in hair waiting for me.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

The bottom of the well was eerily quiet.

Apart from my own breathing, I couldn't hear any unusual sounds.

The beam of the flashlight swept across the surrounding well walls, revealing nothing but the mottled blue bricks.

There were no evil spirits, no malevolent ghosts, not even a single skeleton.

I frowned slightly, picked up the flashlight, and moved the beam of light to the very center of the bottom of the well.

Right there, I saw the only thing in this ancient well.

At the bottom center of the well, there is a slightly raised circular stone platform.

The stone platform is made of the same material as the bluestone slab at the wellhead, and it is also carved with intricate patterns.

In the very center of that stone platform, a knife was stuck in the ground.

I slowly walked forward and, using the powerful flashlight beam, carefully examined the knife.

This knife is over a meter long and has a rather peculiar shape, somewhere between a Miao knife and a Tang knife.

Its blade is straight, with only a slight upward curve at the tip.

Most notably, the knife is entirely black, without any decorations or patterns.

Both the handle and the blade are an extremely deep black.

The intense beam of the flashlight shone on the knife, yet it didn't produce the slightest reflection.

The jet-black blade resembled a miniature black hole, swallowing up all the light.

Standing before the stone platform, I could clearly feel that the immense and terrifying yin energy in this ancient well was all emanating from this black knife.

It is like a spring of inexhaustible yin energy, quietly nestled on this stone platform.

He exuded a chilling and deathly aura.

As I stared at the black blade, the evil core within my body seemed to sense a similar yet completely different aura, and it trembled slightly uncontrollably.