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

"call--"

The blazing pillar of fire grazed my afterimage and struck the rock behind me, instantly turning the hard stone into a red-hot, semi-molten state, with countless sparks flying everywhere.

After stepping back a distance, I regained my balance.

At this point, the mutated pangolin had completely transformed into a raging fire chariot.

It gave me no chance to catch my breath, its limbs leaping off the igneous rock, and with its body ablaze in flames, it pounced on me again.

This time, it was faster and more frightening than before.

I dared not be careless in the slightest. The evil pill in my dantian spun wildly, pushing the protective shield of evil energy on my body to its limit.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

On a relatively small area of ​​igneous rock, I engaged in a perilous close-quarters battle with this pangolin, its body blazing with fire.

Its claws, radiating intense heat and immense force, lashed out at me like a raging storm.

With my arms now fully connected by the "Sewing Technique" and the powerful physique granted by the "Mountain Shaking Strength," I wielded the black blade with both hands.

It parried its attacks time and time again.

Each clash of blades and claws produced a deafening metallic clang, sending up dazzling sparks and scattered crimson flames.

I didn't choose to confront them head-on, because that would be disadvantageous for me.

This underground fire vein is its home ground, and it is constantly replenished with the earth's energy.

If we get bogged down in a protracted war of attrition, I'll be worn down sooner or later.

I must finish this quickly.

Throughout the intense dodging and parrying, I maintained absolute composure.

At the same time, my mental energy is also being continuously output to maintain the Qi perception network with a radius of fifty meters.

I quickly located the spot where the bone needle had fallen.

At this moment, the bone needle was inserted diagonally into a crevice in igneous rock about three meters behind and to my side.

A slight thought crossed my mind, but I didn't immediately use my Qi to recall the bone needle back to my hand.

This pangolin's defenses are now virtually impenetrable, making it difficult to achieve any success with a frontal attack using its bone spurs.

I need to create a fatal flaw that completely throws it off balance and exposes its hidden weakness.

The bone needle that absorbed the "Mirage Dragon Tendon" happens to possess this ability.

I used my black blade to create an impenetrable black curtain in front of me, blocking the pangolin's relentless fiery claw attacks.

At the same time, he secretly diverted a portion of his spiritual power and malevolent energy to silently connect with the bone needle inserted into the crevice of the rock.

"roar!"

The mutated pangolin, unable to be defeated after a prolonged attack, seemed to have become even more aggressive.

It abruptly stopped swinging its claws, its body recoiled slightly, and its chest bulged high.

At the same time, the surrounding fire-elemental energy frantically converged into its mouth.

This is a very obvious charging-up motion.

It looked like it was preparing to unleash a more powerful and widespread fire breath, intending to completely engulf me in this sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, a glint of light flashed in my eyes; this was the opportunity I had been waiting for.

Seeing this opportunity, I proactively dispersed some of the jade-colored evil energy on my body that I used to defend against the high temperature.

This is a feigned show of weakness.

In its beastly instincts, this meant my power was waning.

Sure enough, this beast's senses are incredibly sharp.

Seemingly sensing my "weakness," a cruel glint flashed in its vertical pupils.

Then, it suddenly opened its blood-red maw.

A blazing pillar of fire, more than twice as thick as before, suddenly poured down towards where I was!

Just a second before the pillar of fire was about to engulf me, I, who was already prepared, suddenly exerted force with my feet and moved sideways to the right, keeping close to the ground.

"Boom—!"

The raging pillar of fire slammed down on the spot where I had just stood, scorching the igneous rock into a dark black.

As the mutated pangolin spewed out this flame, its massive body, propelled by the force, lunged at me, attempting to tear me to shreds.

In that extremely brief moment when it leaped into the air and its limbs left the ground.

"rise!"

I gave a low shout in my heart and activated the Qi Control Technique at full power.

The black bone needle, which had been stuck in a crevice in the rock behind him, emitted a faint buzzing sound and instantly shot up from the ground.

As I frantically poured in a large amount of malevolent energy, an incredibly tough thread quickly condensed at the end of the bone needle.

This thread, formed by the fusion of malevolent energy and the properties of the mirage dragon tendon, moved at high speed along the scorching ground under my precise control, as if it had eyes.

Just before the mutated pangolin's massive body was about to hit the ground, the black bone needle, carrying the tough mirage dragon silk, flashed twice around the ankles of its two thick hind legs.

Then, with a "whoosh," it was deeply embedded in the hard igneous rock on the other side.

All of this happened so fast that the mutated pangolin didn't have time to react at all.

"Pour it out for me!"

I gripped the black knife tightly with both hands, cutting off the flow of malevolent energy into the Mirage Dragon Silk, and instead forcefully pulled the invisible spiritual force connected to the silk thread backward.

The mirage dragon silk tightened instantly.

That invisible thread possesses a terrifying resilience that even my full-force strike under normal circumstances cannot sever.

The mutated pangolin's massive body, carrying the momentum of a thunderous charge, slammed violently into the taut, invisible tripwire.

"Bang--!"

A dull thud and the sound of bones dislocating rang out.

The mutated pangolin also let out an angry howl.

Its terrifying impact, which seemed intent on tearing me apart, became its death warrant at this moment.

At this moment, its two hind legs were firmly stuck, but its upper body continued to rush forward due to inertia.

This caused its massive body to completely lose its balance in mid-air.

It's like a heavy truck that's traveling at high speed and suddenly gets its wheels stuck.

It tumbled halfway through the air before crashing headfirst into the hard igneous rock.

The sudden braking caused the flames covering its body to dim considerably.

Most importantly, its abdomen, which had always been tightly protected, and the palm-sized reverse scale in the very center, were now completely exposed to the air.

The flaw has finally appeared.

Without any hesitation, the evil core within my body stopped spinning at that moment.

I squeezed out all the jade-colored baleful energy without reservation, and poured it wildly into the black knife in my hand through the meridians that ran through my arms.

The black blade suddenly emitted a chilling hum, and the bloodthirsty aura of the mass grave was so dense that it almost dripped blood.

I pushed off the rocks with both legs and leaped high into the air, gripping the knife hilt with both hands in reverse, the tip pointing downwards, my eyes fixed on the white reverse scale.