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

"Huff... huff..."

I gasped for breath, greedily inhaling the relatively cool air.

After sitting down, I didn't rest or treat my wounds immediately. Instead, I used the last bit of my mental strength to explore the way I came from behind.

I only relaxed a little after confirming that there were no pursuers within my perception range and I didn't hear any commotion from Shi Cuishan.

It seems that the power of that strike and the ensuing collapse really caused Shi Cuishan a lot of trouble, leaving him no time to chase after me.

We're safe for now.

I leaned against the rock wall and looked down at my chest.

The wound inflicted by the black knife looked extremely gruesome. Although it did not damage the heart, the blood loss was still very severe.

If this isn't dealt with soon, I'm afraid I won't make it out of this mountain.

I endured the excruciating pain and mobilized the last bit of pure malevolent energy within my body, nurtured by the black blade, controlling it to gather around my heart.

Then, I stretched out my blood-stained right hand and quickly pressed several key acupoints around the wound.

The malevolent energy penetrated the body, forcibly sealing the ruptured blood vessels, and the gushing blood was finally stopped.

Then, I tore off a few relatively intact strips of fabric from my down jacket and used them to tightly bandage the wound in my chest.

As for the large area of ​​burns on his back, there's no way to treat it right now, so he can only leave it as it is.

After taking all these emergency self-rescue measures, I felt like I had been pulled out of the water, my whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Then, I laid the heavy black knife flat on my knees and stretched out my fingers to gently stroke the cold blade.

The blade remained as black as ink, and the fine, dark forging patterns had returned to their original calm.

It was as if the earth-shattering strike and the terrifying shockwave that repelled the Stone-Cold Mountain had not come from it at all.

At this moment, it was like a wild beast that had eaten and drunk its fill and fallen into a deep sleep, eerily quiet.

This is the first time I've truly witnessed the limits of this peerless weapon, or rather, this is merely the tip of the iceberg of its power.

I never imagined that after drinking my heart's blood, it would turn the tables and guide me to unleash such a shocking and extraordinary strike.

The feeling of being manipulated still feels somewhat strange to me when I think back on it now.

This thing is definitely a double-edged sword.

If used properly, it is my supreme weapon.

If used improperly, it might even harm its master.

However, in any case, it saved my life today.

I propped myself up with the black knife, supported myself against the rock wall, and slowly stood up.

Although I have temporarily escaped the predicament, I am well aware that my current situation remains very dangerous.

I'm still in the back mountains of Qingshi Town.

Shi Cuishan has been in this place for so long, who knows how many guards he has planted here.

Once Shi Cuishan recovers, they will definitely turn this mountain upside down to find me.

I have to escape this mine as soon as possible and find a place with a signal to call for help.

Right now, time is life.

In this perilous underground depths, I dared not waste a single second.

After treating my wounds, I kept walking, gritting my teeth.

Dragging my nearly broken body, I continued running at full speed through the dark, rugged, abandoned tunnel.

Ten minutes later, a faint light finally appeared in the darkness ahead.

As I stumbled out of the hidden mine entrance and pushed aside the dense vines used to disguise it, the blinding sunlight instantly bathed my entire body.

I subconsciously squinted and greedily inhaled a large breath of fresh air, fragrant with the scent of earth and vegetation.

Compared to the murky, sulfurous air in the underground volcanoes, the air here was like nectar.

For a moment, I had a strange feeling, as if I were in another world.

But I know that now is definitely not the time to enjoy the aftermath of a disaster.

After glancing up at the sun's position and determining the direction, I didn't hesitate at all and plunged headlong into the deep mountains and forests, which were completely opposite to Qing Shi Town.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that returning to Qing Shi Town now would be tantamount to walking into a trap.

Since Shi Cuishan dared to set up such a large-scale assassination plot in the mines near Qingshi Town, the town must have been filled with his spies long ago.

My only way to survive now is to use the endless primeval forests at the border of Hunan and Hubei to completely hide my whereabouts and run as far as I can.

Then wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Even when I was on the run, I didn't dare to be careless at all.

In order to avoid Shi Cuishan, who might chase after them from the mine, or the outer guards of the cauldron who were responsible for ambushing and providing support outside the mine.

I endured the throbbing pain deep in my brain and forced my mental energy outward, maintaining a perception network with a radius of about thirty meters.

This is the limit I can maintain in my current severely injured state.

An invisible spiritual force swept over the towering trees and dense bushes around me, giving me complete control over everything that was happening around me.

This comprehensive exploration does give me a great sense of security, allowing me to avoid difficult dead ends or potential dangers in advance.

However, the price paid was also severe.

As the sensor network continues to operate, my condition is getting worse and worse.

At this moment, however, it had dried up to the point that only a faint coolness remained, which could no longer effectively suppress my mental exhaustion.

Every fluctuation of my mental energy felt like countless steel needles piercing my brain.

Although I sealed the acupoints on the knife wound in my chest with my evil energy and then hastily bandaged it, the wound was still there.

But under such high-intensity running and traversing through mountains and forests, the wounds continued to be torn open.

Thick, fresh blood seeped out from the bandages, staining most of my chest.

I felt my body temperature constantly dropping, my legs felt as heavy as lead, and my vision began to blur intermittently.

At that moment, I was driven entirely by an indomitable will to mechanically move my feet and forcefully carve out a path through the dense jungle.

After hiking quickly through the rugged mountain forest for more than ten minutes, my physical strength finally reached the brink of collapse.

Fortunately, a relatively high ridge appeared ahead.

I used both my hands and feet, clinging to protruding rocks and thick tree roots, and painstakingly climbed to this high point.

This place offers a wide view.

More importantly, when I shakily pulled my phone out of my pocket, the signal bar in the upper right corner of the screen finally changed from a red cross to a weak one bar.