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

Chapter 1381

Qin He's figure transformed into a streak of dark light, hurtling along at low altitude.

The demonic energy rolled up from the sleeves enveloped Long Mingyuan and the others, forming an invisible protective shield that kept out the howling gale.

Long Qingyao huddled at the edge of the protective shield, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Her brocade robe had long been replaced with a new one, but her face was still frighteningly pale.

Her once bright almond-shaped eyes were now bloodshot, with faint dark circles under them, her lips were chapped, and her whole body looked haggard, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

The fear of being humiliated had not yet dissipated, and the grief of her family's destruction weighed heavily on her heart. She was timid and didn't even have the courage to look up at Qin He.

At this moment, most of the Long family members were unaware of Long Qingyun's existence. Only a few core members, including Long Mingyuan, glanced thoughtfully at the small black flag at Qin He's waist.

"Kid, where are you going?"

The Black Demon Banner suddenly became slightly hot, and Long Qingyun's voice was a little hoarse and tentative, without the previous resentment and venom, but with a little more caution.

He knew that his soul was imprisoned, and if Qin He died, he would not fare well either.

Qin He didn't even lift his eyelids. The wind whistled past his ears, but his voice clearly reached inside the banner: "Where else can we go? Find a place to hide from the Divine Court's Heavenly Searching Mirror."

"What is the Sky-Searching Mirror?"

Long Qingyun scoffed, his tone filled with disdain for the Divine Court's methods, before his voice turned somber. "Even the main god's avatar has descended to the mortal realm. Your methods won't last long."

Qin He flicked his fingertips with demonic energy, and the shield's speed increased by three points. When it swept across a forest, not even the treetops swayed: "Your information network is quite impressive."

“I was once a half-saint, and I know the rules of the Divine Court better than you do.” Long Qingyun paused, his voice tinged with a hint of probing, “Don’t you have any other tricks up your sleeve? You can’t keep running away forever.”

"I certainly have a backup plan." Qin He said calmly, offering no further explanation, and instead asked, "What do you want to say?"

He knew that Long Qingyun's words at this moment were not just casual conversation.

After a moment of silence, Long Qingyun's voice finally became serious: "Have you ever been to the Land of Aurora?"

"The Central Plains' Extreme Mountain?" Qin He raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Exactly.” Long Qingyun’s voice was more certain. “That place stretches for tens of thousands of miles, with its magnetic poles in complete disarray. It’s shrouded in clouds and fog year-round, and at night there are stars and auroras. Those auroras are no ordinary things; they are an anomaly caused by the collision of the magnetic poles of heaven and earth, naturally able to block divine sense from detecting them. Let alone the Heavenly Searching Mirror, even a main god’s avatar would have to go through a lot of trouble to find someone there.”

Qin He slowed down by a fraction, clearly having a change of heart.

“Although the main god’s avatar is strong, it cannot stay for long.” Long Qingyun continued, “His avatar is supported by merit and divinity, and it will dissipate in half a year at most. As long as you hide there and hold out for half a year, the divine court’s attention will naturally pass.”

"You've got a good plan," Qin He sneered. "You want me to go there so you can settle the Long family down?"

“Likewise.” Long Qingyun’s voice carried a hint of composure. “You protect them, and I’ll show you a way out. We’re in the same boat. Besides, I left some arrangements there years ago, which will settle them down and save you the trouble of worrying.”

Qin He looked down at Long Qingyao, who was huddled in the corner. The girl was looking at him timidly, with a slight look of fear in her eyes.

He then recalled Long Qingyun's fragments of the Primal Law and the method of refining them, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's acceptable."

"Let Qingyao show you the way. I'm tired and need to rest for a while. This tattered flag of yours is no place for a human to stay," Long Qingyun said.

Qin He then looked at Long Qingyao: "Long Qingyao, right?"

"Yes, senior." Long Qingyao shook her lips and nodded somewhat awkwardly.

She didn't know whether Qin He was an enemy or a benefactor; the only thing she was certain of was that he was a demon, a ruthless demon.

"Your ancestor asked you to lead the way to the Central Plains' Extreme Mountain. Can you do that?" Qin He asked.

"Ancestor?" Long Qingyao's eyes widened.