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

"Sir, the sleeping being must not be disturbed. Please retract your order."

Such a scene made everyone change color. An elder of the Fu family stepped out, came to the envoy of God, and bowed to give advice.

This was an elder of the tribe who was as still as a mountain, with white eyebrows and beard. No matter what orders the messenger of God gave, he never stopped.

Until unusual movements appeared in the depths of the magic fog.

"Sir, this is a warning from the Demon Abyss. You must never enter it again." Hu Tiancheng also stepped forward at this time and asked the messenger of God to revoke his order.

Even the Lord of Sin City had never seen how terrifying the Demon Abyss was.

But after running a business for a long time, you will always know many taboos.

What are taboos?

Taboo means that if you touch it, you will die.

The outbreak of a tide of evil beasts is enough to bring disaster to Sin City. If the existence sleeping in the Demon Abyss is provoked, not to mention Sin City, let alone a messenger of God.

Even if all the gods of the Divine Punishment Department of the Divine Court descended collectively, they might not be able to suppress it.

In the face of this unspeakable existence, Sin City is just a paper fence.

The envoy's face turned pale, then blue. Finally, he flicked the curtain and said coldly, "Then surround him here, set up a formation, and trap him until he dies. I want to see if he can get out!"

The elder of the Fu family said little. He flicked his sleeves and three golden talismans shot out. They suddenly exploded in mid-air and turned into three bright beams of light, falling precisely into three directions outside the Demon Abyss.

"Children of the Fu family, set up the 'Soul Locking Formation'!" the clan elder shouted.

The Fu family members moved as soon as they heard the order, their movements were swift and coordinated, obviously they had practiced it countless times.

Someone threw out the array plate to locate the position, someone placed the spirit stone to stabilize the center of the array, and runes flowed and shone. In an instant, layers of light curtains rose one after another.

In just half an incense stick of time, the periphery of the Demon Abyss was tightly covered by numerous formations.

The outermost layer is a warning array. If there is any breath of living creature approaching, red light will shoot up into the sky.

The middle layer is a trap that can confuse one's orientation and make one feel lost.

The innermost layer is a weakening formation. Even if Qin He breaks through by force, his cultivation will be suppressed.

The placement of each array center and the outline of each rune are precise and neat, without any error.

Such an efficient formation method fully demonstrates the profound heritage of the Fu family.

Inside the Demonic Abyss, Qin He could clearly see what was happening outside through the swirling black fog.

His heart sank little by little.

The other party indeed adopted the most reliable and most desperate strategy, surrounding him without attacking, intending to exhaust him to death in this desperate situation.

"I just have to bear it."

Qin He took a deep breath of the air filled with a corrosive smell, and felt a sharp pain in his heart and lungs. He no longer hesitated, sat down cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, and tried his best to stimulate the blood and qi in his body.

Light golden energy and blood rose from his body, turning into a thin layer of light shield.

The moment the light shield came into contact with the black fog, it began to vibrate violently and was in danger.

Qin He gritted his teeth and continued to inject blood and energy into the body, barely able to stabilize it.

His mind raced, and the vast amount of knowledge from classics that he had obtained through system rewards in the past flashed through his mind.

Soon, a secret method that could slow down the loss of life essence was remembered.

He immediately circulated his qi and blood according to the formula, and indeed felt that the speed at which his vitality was being devoured by the black fog had slowed down by nearly half.

"It's somewhat useful."

Qin He let out a long sigh, and then took out a top-grade Huiyuan Pill.

As soon as the pill appeared in the air, cracks appeared on its surface, but he was prepared and wrapped it with qi and blood, which greatly slowed down the spread of the cracks.

He quickly swallowed the pill, and the pure medicinal power dissolved, replenishing his rapidly depleted energy and blood.

However, the devouring power of the black fog is not constant, but comes in waves, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, like a tide.

It just happened to be the crest of the tide, and the energy that had just been replenished was lost in an instant.

Qin He took out another Qi-condensing grass and followed the same method, protecting it with Qi and blood, and carefully guiding the vitality contained in it into his body.

Time passed slowly in agony. Qin He was like a boatman trying to mend a leaking boat amidst turbulent waves, using elixirs and spiritual herbs to replenish his energy while practicing secret techniques to slow the loss.

Every moment, he was fighting against the pervasive devouring force around him.

This is a competition of will and endurance. Only by persistence can you wait for a glimmer of hope.