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

As I gazed silently at the eerie black knife stuck in the stone platform, the knife seemed to sense my presence as well.

Or to be more precise, it sensed the pure malevolent energy within me.

Without any warning, the black blade, which had been as still as an inanimate object, suddenly trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, the immense Yin energy contained within its blade erupted like a flood bursting its banks.

The burst of yin energy had thickened into a dark gray current that was almost visible to the naked eye.

It carried a bone-chilling cold and a dense aura of death, transforming into a violent shockwave that swept directly toward my face.

The already small space at the bottom of the well was instantly filled with this yin energy.

The temperature plummeted below freezing, and even my breath turned into frost instantly.

Faced with this sudden attack, I did not panic or retreat.

The evil pill in my dantian only accelerated its circulation slightly, and the protective evil energy that was originally attached to my body became even thicker.

The violent yin energy crashed against my protective aura, like waves crashing against an indestructible reef.

Despite the seemingly turbulent waves, I remained unmoved.

These yin energies were extremely pure, even more concentrated than those within General Zuo's underground palace.

However, it's still a bit too late to break through my already formed core's protective aura.

However, out of my usual caution, after blocking this wave of impact, I did not immediately step forward, nor did I make any counterattack.

Because at this moment, I haven't fully figured out the details and techniques of this knife.

In feng shui and folk formations, many of the key points of a formation used to suppress evil spirits are themselves powerful instruments of malevolence.

The black knife was stuck in the stone platform at the bottom of the well, constantly emitting a sinister aura, seemingly the source of all evil.

But what if it is actually the core of an ancient sealing formation hidden in the shadows, specifically used to suppress some indescribable and terrifying being deeper in the well?

If I act rashly and accidentally destroy the knife or the stone platform it's on, causing the seal to break, then things will get really messed up.

Li Qing and the others up there probably won't even have time to dispel the formation before they'll suffer the same fate as me.

So I chose to stand still and observe from the sidelines, wanting to see what other tricks this thing could possibly pull off.

However, my caution and restraint seemed to be mistaken by the knife as weakness and vulnerability.

Seeing that the immense yin energy could not harm me, the black knife stuck in the stone platform seemed to be "angry".

Its blade vibrated at a sudden increase in frequency, emitting a metallic hum.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of red light seeped out from the surface of the jet-black blade that had been devouring all light.

The scent of that red light was very familiar to me, as someone who specializes in cultivating malevolent energy.

That was the aura of bloodlust.

Moreover, it possessed an extremely dense aura of bloodlust.

As soon as this bloodthirsty aura appeared, the air at the bottom of the well seemed to become viscous.

The next second, the crimson aura surrounding the blade suddenly condensed, transforming into more than a dozen crescent-shaped, sharp blade beams.

Once the blade of light took shape, it slashed down at me with a piercing whistling sound that tore through the air.

I narrowed my eyes slightly as I looked at the eerie red glow of the blades under the beams of the flashlight.

Now that the opponent has revealed their trump card, I can no longer just stand there and take the beating.

With a slight thought, my immense mental power instantly locked onto my lower back.

With a few crisp metallic scraping sounds, the four willow-leaf daggers I had tucked into my lower back were simultaneously drawn.

"go."

I uttered a single word in a low voice, and the murderous aura within my body, guided by my spiritual power, instantly attached itself to the four willow-leaf blades.

Under the control of the Qi, the four willow-leaf blades transformed into four silver streaks of light, drawing complex and precise trajectories in mid-air, and slashing away at the incoming crimson blade light.

"Jingle bells—"

A series of dense metallic clanging sounds echoed at the bottom of the narrow well.

Although those blood-red blade lights were formed from blood-fiend energy, their power was astonishing, as hard as solid steel.

My four willow-leaf blades nimbly weaved and parried through the air, shattering all the blade beams aimed at my vital points.

Although the attack was successfully blocked, the enormous recoil generated when the crimson blade light exploded still caused the willow-leaf blade in mid-air to shake violently.

Just as I was preparing to mobilize more mental energy to stabilize the willow-leaf dagger, the black dagger on the stone platform finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"bass--"

A sharp sound of a sword being drawn suddenly rang out.

The black knife that had been stuck in the center of the stone platform suddenly rose straight up from the ground, completely detaching itself from the base engraved with runes.

It transformed into a bolt of black lightning, carrying a violent aura of bloodlust, and swept across the air, sending my four willow-leaf daggers, which hadn't even had time to regain their footing, flying.

After being knocked away, the scalpel slammed into the brick well wall in the distance, creating several deep craters.

After knocking the willow-leaf dagger away, the black blade made an extremely strange turn in mid-air, its tip pointing directly at my brow, carrying a fierce and relentless aura as it stabbed towards me like lightning.

A cold glint flashed in my eyes as I watched the black blade hurtling towards me.

This damn knife, it's really getting too big for its britches, isn't it?

I've been holding back, only defending and not attacking, because I was afraid you were some kind of key element in the formation, and that damaging you would cause even bigger trouble.

Now that you've pulled the stone platform out yourself, you've reduced that possibility to an extremely low level.

Since you've voluntarily jumped out looking for a fight, don't blame me for being impolite!

Faced with this thunderous thrust, I did not retreat an inch.

When the black knife was less than a meter away from my brow, I suddenly twitched my right sleeve.

The black bone needle that had been hidden in my chest shot out instantly, driven by both my mental energy and malevolent aura.

At this moment, under my full force, the bone needle actually created a sonic boom in mid-air.

Despite being hit by a counterattack, the bone needle struck the side of the black blade directly.

"clang!"

A loud bang.

The terrifying penetrating and explosive power attached to the bone needles, while failing to shatter the hard black blade, successfully slowed its speed.

Moreover, it caused the trajectory of the needle, which was originally aimed at my brow, to deviate significantly, grazing past my left shoulder.

This is the moment!

I suddenly exerted force with my feet and lunged forward.

In the instant the black blade was deflected by the bone needle, I reached out and grabbed the cold, icy hilt tightly.

The moment I got my hands on it, I felt like I had grabbed a ferocious beast that was struggling wildly.

The hilt of the knife trembled violently and resisted, trying to break free from my control.