Lu Yun’s heart thumped. “Something that absorbs life essence?”

“Correct.” Wayfarer nodded. “Any living things that attempt to leave are drained of life.”

“Living things?” Qing Han interjected, “What about dead things?”

Wayfarer paused. "Dead things?"

“Such as ghosts or zombies.” The imperial envoy paused in thought. “Or things that have disguised their vitals.” 

Previously, a titanic undead hag had crawled out of the abyss. It was neither alive nor dead, but something akin to a zombie.

Diexi was from here as well. Unfortunately for her, the nine bloodcorpses had delayed her right after her transformation to zombie king, and the island’s descent back into the abyss had occurred before she could escape.

Wayfarer shook his head. “There’s a special power in the abyss preventing ghosts and zombies from being born.”

His meaning...