After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1374

The moment Qin He's boots touched the wet mud at the edge of the marsh, his brow twitched.

Three figures in silver armor swept across the distant horizon, the crisp sound of their armor plates clashing carried on the wind, and the gilded inscription of "Divine Punishment" on their chests gleamed in the sunlight.

They flew not very fast, but swept across the swamp in a triangular formation, their eyes sweeping over every reed bed like those of a hawk.

This was the fifth patrol team they had encountered in half an hour.

He lowered his straw hat and shrank deeper into the reeds.

The moment their fingertips touched the cold, muddy water, a golden light suddenly shone from the west. The light came without warning, like the midday sun suddenly crashing down, instantly enveloping an area of ​​over two hundred miles.

Search the Heavens Mirror!

Qin He almost instinctively sank underwater, the muddy water covering his mouth and nose, leaving only a sliver of space to breathe.

Golden light swirled on the water's surface, illuminating the reeds. He could clearly feel the penetrating force sweeping across his protective demonic shell, startling him so much that his heart skipped a beat.

Three breaths later, the golden light faded.

When he surfaced, his demonic energy was almost stirred by the golden light. Had he been even half a breath slower, he would be trapped in a cage by now.

Fortunately, it was the Demon Shell technique that restrained all the demonic energy escaping from his body, and it also had several other methods of concealing heavenly secrets. If any one of them were missing, the golden light would not have been able to escape his search.

He couldn't be discovered. Once the fight started, even if Qin He had extraordinary skills, he wouldn't be able to hide his aura. What happened just now was truly half his foundation and half luck.

Continuing south for no more than three hundred li, a checkpoint running east to west suddenly appeared.

The black barricades were wrapped with golden runes, and every three zhang (approximately 10 meters) there stood a silver guard, his long spear pointing diagonally at the ground, the tip of the spear surrounded by a faint holy light.

A bronze mirror hangs above the checkpoint, its surface constantly rotating, reflecting every passing figure.

They were not from the Divine Punishment Division, but they must have received orders from the Divine Punishment Division.

There must be people from the Divine Punishment Bureau behind it all.

Qin He hid in the shadows and observed for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, but he didn't see anyone manage to get away with it.

Even merchants carrying goods on shoulder poles had to unpack their packages for inspection with talismans, and those with the slightest abnormality would be detained on the spot.

"You're quite the fortune teller, knowing I was heading south." Qin He shook his head, and without any hesitation, turned and walked back.

The golden light of the Heavenly Searching Mirror still flickered behind him intermittently, like a dog he couldn't shake off. Qin He's understanding grew clearer and clearer—if Li Linfeng could guess he was heading south, the Divine Punishment Division could too. These layers of defenses to the south were simply a trap waiting for him to fall into.

Rather than waiting to die in your pocket, you might as well do the opposite.

He no longer concealed his speed, his black robe billowing as he swept across the mountains and wilderness.

The road north was exceptionally smooth, and the density of the patrol teams was indeed gradually decreasing, even the golden light of the Sky-Searching Mirror was becoming sparse.

Two days later, when the last golden light appeared a thousand miles away, Qin He had completely shaken off his pursuers.

Standing atop the mountain and looking back, he suddenly changed direction and headed towards Yunlai City.

The most dangerous place is often the safest.

The Divine Punishment Division was certain he would flee far away, never imagining he would dare return to the place where the bloodshed had just occurred.

Before the morning mist had even dissipated over Yunlai City, Qin He had already made his way to the vicinity of the city gate.

Just as they were about to enter the city, the crisp sound of clashing weapons rang in their ears.

The Long family mansion in the center of the city was now engulfed in flames.

The vermilion gate was split in two, and dozens of members of the Long family lay dead on the threshold. Blood flowed down the stone steps, forming small streams on the bluestone slabs.

The besieging cultivators numbered in the hundreds, led by a middle-aged man with a mustache and wearing a blue brocade robe. He was none other than Li Wanshan, the patriarch of the Li family, a vassal family that had been subservient to the Long family for over a hundred years.

Behind him were dozens of former enemies of the Long family, two of whom were at the Other Shore Realm.

"Long Mingyuan, stop holding on!"

Li Wanshan held a long sword, the tip of which pointed at the white-haired old man at the gap in the courtyard wall. "Long Qingyun is dead, and the Long family's elite forces have all been wiped out. Do you think we can still hold out?"

The white-haired old man, Long Mingyuan, leaned on a cane, with half a broken sword stuck in his chest, the blood staining the longevity character pattern on his chest.

Behind him stood only a few dozen members of the Long family, the oldest no more than twenty years old and the youngest only twelve or thirteen, their weapons trembling.

The Long family is completely finished!

In the Black Ships' waters, their elite forces were utterly wiped out; eight or nine out of ten were gone, and the rest either disappeared without a trace or were killed in the battle just now.

"Li Wanshan, you are ungrateful! If it weren't for the patriarch taking you in back then, your Li family would have been wiped out long ago! Today you dare to collude with your old enemies to deal with my Long family, you will not have a good end!" A young man in blue roared and charged forward with his sword.

Li Wanshan didn't even lift his eyelids, casually unleashing a sword aura.

The boy in blue screamed as his body was cleaved in two, blood splattering several feet away.

"Take him in?"

Li Wanshan sneered, "That's because Long Qingyun needed our Li family to be his dogs! Now that the Long family has fallen, it's time for the resources of Yunlai City to change hands."

"In the cultivation world, this has always been the case. When your Long family rose to power, didn't you have a few shady dealings to report? What, now that it's your Long family's turn, you can't accept it?"

"Surrender obediently and hand over all the Dragon family's secret treasures, and I might consider sparing your lives!"

He waved his hand, and the Li family cultivators behind him immediately surged forward.

Long Mingyuan roared and swung his cane, the tip of which emitted a faint spiritual light, but it instantly dissipated in the sword energy. He was forced back by the impact, crashing into a stone pillar behind him, coughing up blood.

The clan's dozen or so elders at the Other Shore Realm were all wiped out, leaving only him, who was also severely injured in the battle just now, like a candle flickering in the wind.

The resistance of the Long family members was as flimsy as paper, and screams rose and fell.

A young girl tried to escape through the back door, but as soon as she climbed over the wall, a sword aura pierced her shoulder. She fell to the ground and was held down by two Li family cultivators, who then smashed her face down into the mud.