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

The night was as thick as ink, covering the path leading to the 270th Pillar.

It was the darkest time before dawn, and the cold wind was howling, as if countless wronged souls were whimpering in their ears, making everyone's clothes rustle and making the atmosphere in the air suddenly become tense.

After walking for about an hour, Qin He suddenly smelled a hint of mud in the air.

It's like stepping into a muddy pond, and a large amount of bubbles gurgle out of the mud and rush into your nose.

There was a stench of decay mixed with the earthy smell.

Without Dayajin's guidance, Qin He locked onto the direction of the 270th pillar through the smell.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell becomes.

A hint of white appeared on the horizon, reflected in the air, appearing gray and black.

There was also a strange fog here.

Ominousness crept into everyone's heart. This feeling was like reaching one's own end, extremely depressing and heavy.

Qin He could fully imagine the despair of the three dead night watchmen who were forced by the iron law of the night watchmen to approach the stone tablet, but were finally completely swallowed up by it.

One step forward is a dead end.

Taking a step back is also a dead end.

I can only approach with a glimmer of hope, hoping for fate's favor.

Finally, he went to his own grave.

Evil spirits are much more terrifying than evil beasts.

"Shh!"

Dayajin looked at the sky in the distance and hushed everyone to stop. He wanted to wait for the dawn to come.

This is calculated. After dawn, yin declines and yang rises.

Another half hour passed, and the sky became brighter. Through the morning light, it was vaguely visible that in the center of the valley not far away, there was a stone tablet entangled by blood-red "vines".

At first glance, it looks like blood vessels growing out of the stone tablet, which is creepy.

"Uncle Tai, it's different from last time." Ge Yanbing turned his head and said with a horrified look on his face.

Da Yajin's expression grew unusually solemn, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, but he remained silent. Qin He keenly noticed his uneasy expression and was about to ask when Liu Shan suddenly pointed at the top of the stone pillar and gasped, "Look! What's that?"

Several people looked in the direction of his finger and saw a dark mist hovering at the top of the stone pillar. A pair of eyes, glowing green, faintly peeked through the mist, staring intently at them. That gaze seemed to be real, piercing everyone's backs and sending a chill down their spines.

"It's a visitation from an evil spirit!"

Dayajin suddenly shouted, "Everyone be careful, don't look directly into its eyes!"

Before he finished speaking, the black mist suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards everyone like an arrow.

As we got closer, the black fog suddenly split into six sections, swirling to the left and right like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Ge Yanbing swung his sword at the black fog on the right, but the sparks raised by the sword went out the moment they touched the fog, leaving only a series of shrill screams.

He was directly knocked back by the blow, as if he had been hit on some metal. Daya Jin held him up and he did not retreat too far.

"It transformed into a physical form?" Ge Yanbing's face changed drastically, and with a look of disbelief, he asked, "What happened? Why did it suddenly become like this?"

"I'm afraid it's a setup." Liu Shan gritted his teeth and said, "Quick, back to back, we can't let it defeat us one by one."

Everyone immediately leaned back against each other, alert to the swirling black fog.

"Keep your eyes on the ground!" Dayajin's voice was filled with rare severity. "The evil spirit uses the mist to reveal itself. The shadow under your feet is its true form. If it is empty, it will be like copper or iron, changing its reality and illusion. Be careful."

When everyone looked, they saw vaguely a group of extremely illusory tentacles among the six balls of black fog, just like the blood-red vines wrapped around the stone tablet.

Of the six balls of black mist, only one was an evil spirit taking over the void, and the rest were illusions.

If you chop with too much effort, you will reveal a flaw.

"Evil creature, why don't you retreat immediately!"

Seeing this, Da Jin Ya once again used his financial magic. A golden talisman came out of his mouth, shining brightly and hanging above his head.