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

Chapter 1427

"Kid, what are you planning to do?"

Long Qingyun's soul voice carried a hint of horror as he advised, "Don't do anything rash. The Heavenly Secrets Division has already predicted that you're the one in trouble. This Tianqi City is a dead end! If you don't leave now, once the Divine Court surrounds and traps you, even if you can fight against a Saint-level expert, you won't be able to outlast the endless pursuers! Perhaps even a Saint King will appear, and it's not impossible for someone at the Imperial Dao Realm."

Qin He traced the faint gold and black patterns on his wrist with his fingertips, a defiant smile playing on his lips. He shook his head and chuckled, "The plan remains unchanged."

"You're really not afraid of death, kid!" Long Qingyun gasped, his soul shadow flickering wildly inside the banner. "Knowing there are tigers in the mountains, you still choose to go there. You're just courting death!"

"This is called 'nothing ventured, nothing gained,'" Qin He corrected, already taking a step forward and merging directly into the flow of people in the streets and alleys.

Just now, when Jun Hao and the other two left, he took advantage of the fluctuations of the Merit Law to silently imprint a trace of the Primal Law on the robe of the follower with the weakest aura.

This marking technique is hidden in the gaps of the laws, and is extremely difficult to detect by forces of different origins. It comes in handy now.

Qin He gently probed with his divine sense, following the faint yet clear mark.

The mark, like a star in the dark night, weaved through the complex laws of merit, finally stopping at a tall building next to the shrine in the city center.

That is the Merit Tower.

The building is thousands of feet tall and is entirely made of Soul-Condensing Jade. Its walls are inlaid with flowing merit runes, and it shines even more brightly than the main hall of the shrine under the sunlight.

At the top of the building stands a gilded seal, with the four characters "Earthly Merit" engraved on its surface. Each stroke resonates with the laws of heaven and earth, and an invisible pressure spreads out, causing the surrounding cultivators to subconsciously bow and walk slowly, not daring to look directly at each other.

This is the core of the Earthly Boundary Bureau's Merit Office, and also one of the power hubs of the Divine Court in Tianqi City.

Qin He glanced up and saw Jun Hao standing on the rooftop terrace, his gilded soft armor fluttering in the wind. His gaze, like that of a hawk, surveyed the entire city, and the laws of merit around him solidified, as if he could see through the secrets of every street and alley.

Qin He immediately lowered his eyes, and under the cover of the crowd, turned into a narrow alley next to him and found a teahouse in the alley.

The second-floor window seat in the teahouse offered an excellent view, allowing him to keep an eye on the entrance and exit of the Merit Tower without being easily noticed. He sat down directly, ordered a pot of spiritual tea, and then remained still.

Haste is useless; the more dangerous the situation, the more you need to remain calm.

Although the shadow puppetry of the deceased was crude, it taught him many skills.

When you are in unfamiliar territory and have no way to gather intelligence, you can stay near the target and observe the situation. Within three days, you can usually figure out about 50% of the clues. The rest depends on luck and the methods you use.

On the first day, the teahouse was filled with monks chatting, their conversations revolving around the incense offerings at the shrine and the duties of the Merit Department. Occasionally, when the Merit Tower was mentioned, they would only murmur their admiration for its majesty, not daring to utter a single word.

Qin He twirled the teacup between his fingertips, while his divine sense spread out like a fine net, capturing every unusual fluctuation of the laws.

He could sense that the air around the Merit Tower was locked by the Law of Merit, making it difficult even for mosquitoes to get close. Inside the tower, there were three dignified auras, all of whom were at the peak of the Other Shore Realm.

The next day, the discussions in the teahouse became more secretive.

Two Dao Palace Realm cultivators at the next table huddled together, their voices extremely low, even their spiritual energy enveloping their words, as if afraid of being overheard by outsiders.

"Have you heard? There's a big shot hiding in the Merit Pavilion, someone who came down from the Upper Realm of the Divine Court."

"No wonder the city's defenses have been lax on the outside but tight on the inside lately. There are three times more patrolling cultivators than usual, and even the spiritual materials of Wanbao Trading Company have been put under control."

"That's right. Just now I ran into two groups of Divine Punishment Bureau cultivators at the back door of the Merit Hall. They were all wearing law chains, and it looked like they were guarding something important."

Qin He's eyes brightened slightly, and the gold and black lines on his fingertips pulsated gently.

The key elements—the seemingly relaxed exterior but tight interior, and the control over spiritual materials—are connected to form the strange odor.

On the afternoon of the third day, a young master entered the teahouse, found a corner to sit down, and frequently looked out the window at the Merit Tower. When talking with the monks at the same table, his tone was full of showing off his knowledge of the secrets.

"The Merit Pavilion is carrying out a major operation. The mages from the Heavenly Secrets Bureau have descended to the mortal realm to deduce a 'variable'. The forbidden array beneath the Merit Pavilion has been activated, and even Lord Wei Canglan has personally come here and is hiding inside the pavilion."

"Wei Canglan? He's a veteran Saint-level expert! Why is he here too?"

"That variable concerns the order of merit in the realm. Lord Wei is just one of them. There are even more powerful beings. If we can't catch them this time, our entire Tianqi City will be implicated."

"Something big is happening! I'm telling you, this is a once-in-a-century event, comparable to the time when we besieged the Eternal Life Cult!"

"..."

Qin He put down his teacup, his aura subtly concealing itself.

Wei Canglan and the Heavenly Mystery Law Master were indeed after him. He didn't wait any longer and quietly followed the young master out while he got up to pay the bill.

The alley behind the teahouse is secluded and rarely visited.

As soon as the young master turned into the alley, he felt the laws around him solidify, and he was imprisoned in place by an invisible force, unable to even make a sound.

Qin He emerged from the shadows, a wisp of golden-black law at his fingertip pressed against the man's brow. The power of primordial energy invaded the man's sea of ​​consciousness along the law. His tone was icy: "What is the background of the Heavenly Mystery Judge in the Merit Tower? Where is Wei Canglan?"

The young master trembled all over, his sea of ​​consciousness forcibly probed, and he could not hide it at all. Fragmented information surged into Qin He's mind along with the laws.

The Heavenly Mystery Judge was an elder of the Heavenly Mystery Clan, skilled in divination. He descended to the mortal realm this time precisely to locate the Heavenly Demon.

Wei Canglan was indeed inside the Merit Tower, discussing with the sorcerer the setting of the "Heavenly Lock," which, once activated, would completely lock down Qin He's aura of law.

Qin He withdrew the law, his fingertips twitched slightly, and a wisp of lotus fire phantom swept across the young master's sea of ​​consciousness, erasing this memory, and then gently pushed it aside.

This guy has a member of his clan working at the Merit Tower. Recently, there have been strange changes in the city. His original intention was to tell his nephews and nieces to keep a low profile and stay in their place. He never expected that this young master would use it to show off.

"Wei Canglan, Master Tianji, the Treasure Vault of the Merit Pavilion... eight Saint-level experts, two Saint Kings, a formidable lineup." Qin He muttered to himself, a cold glint in his eyes.

This trip to the tiger's den was more dangerous than expected, but also more valuable.

The black demon banner in his sleeve trembled again, and Long Qingyun's voice was filled with worry: "Wei Canglan, along with Master Tianji and the forbidden formation of the Merit Pavilion, there's no way we can break through! Should we think of another way?"

Qin He didn't respond. His gaze fell on the top floor of the Merit Tower, and suddenly he smiled, having come up with an idea.