Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

Chaotic Star Sea, Void Heaven Palace, Land of Ghostly Injustice.

Looking around, the sky was dark and gray, with a thick, all-encompassing gray-white mist drifting everywhere.

And every now and then, gusts of cold wind would blow through the fog, accompanied by a chilling, ghostly wail!

This place of vengeance was not originally dangerous, but over thousands of years, the Void Heaven Palace has opened and closed repeatedly, and the number of cultivators trapped here has increased over time.

Those cultivators who met their end here could have lived a carefree and happy life for a long time if they hadn't come here to cause trouble, but instead, they are left here forever with resentment, so naturally they are filled with resentment.

Therefore, after their deaths, they transformed into powerful and vengeful spirits.

Over time, this place of ghostly vengeance became one of the most dangerous checkpoints in the Void Heaven Palace.

Qin Han was one of these malevolent spirits!

Unlike other vengeful spirits, Qin Han is a transmigrator who has been in this "Land of Ghosts and Vengeances" for several years.

However, when others transmigrate, they are either the young master of a cultivation family, or a genius with a heavenly spiritual root, or at the very least, a carefree rogue cultivator.

He, on the other hand, ended up transmigrating into a ghost!

And this ghost is trapped in the Void Heaven Palace, unable to even leave! Like a fly trapped in a glass bottle, it can only wander aimlessly, daydream, and contemplate its ghostly existence...

Fortunately, it wasn't all bad news; his strength was still at the top of the food chain among these ghosts.

He had read the book "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" in his previous life. According to the original setting, he was a real "Ghost King" with strength equivalent to a cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation!

Not only that, but his mind was also remarkably sound, and his spirit was clear, just as it had been in life.

It seems that some kind of change occurred in his soul during the time he transmigrated, but for Qin Han now, this is actually great news.

In fact, Qin Han also inherited some of the original owner's memories.

The original owner was a rogue cultivator in the late Core Formation stage, and was quite well-known in the Chaotic Star Sea. Years ago, he had explored an ancient cultivator's cave together with Qingyi Jushi, who is now a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At that time, Qingyi Jushi was still at the Core Formation stage. The two of them worked together to break many restrictions and gained some benefits. However, the original owner encountered a powerful demon beast deep in the cave. Although he eventually escaped, he was seriously injured.

The wound appeared to have healed, but in reality, it damaged the foundation of the body, and it failed to recover for many years.

However, the original owner was stubborn and overconfident in his cultivation level. Seeing that there was no hope of condensing a nascent soul, he set his sights on the Void Heaven Palace.

He thought that if he could find some opportunities in this Void Heaven Palace, he might be able to give it a shot.

Despite his unhealed old wounds, he forced his way into the Void Heaven Palace.

Who would have thought that they couldn't even get past the first hurdle, "The Land of Ghostly Grievances"?

Here, he encountered a powerful ghost king and fought it for several days. However, due to the recurrence of his old injuries and the exhaustion of his magic power, he had no choice but to die here.

A late-stage Core Formation cultivator was buried silently in this Netherworld, without even a trace of his body being recovered.

However, to Qin Han's surprise, the original owner of this body had actually had a relationship with Qingyi Jushi during his lifetime.

The latter is now a renowned Nascent Soul stage expert, while the original owner has long since become a lonely soul in this land of vengeance. It's quite a twist of fate.

"well……"

Qin Han floated numbly in mid-air, passing through one gray mist after another. Wandering spirits and fierce souls occasionally swept past him, but after feeling the Ghost King-level pressure emanating from him, they all scattered in terror.

Qin Han had no interest in these lackeys; he was currently busy contemplating his ghostly existence.

There's a saying: "Since you're here, make the best of it." He's become a bit obsessed, only thinking about how to get out of here.

Qin Han had almost finished thinking it over. If he really had a chance to leave this hellish place, he could always switch to the Ghost Path in the future. Although this path was somewhat extreme and had many limitations, it was at least a backup plan, much better than being a wandering ghost!

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly sensed a violent fluctuation of yin energy coming from not far ahead.

The wave rippled in mid-air, spreading rapidly in all directions, clearly containing a terrifying impact that made one's heart tremble!

Qin Han frowned slightly. The Ghost King's body paused in mid-air and stopped. A pair of cold, blood-red eyes looked in the direction from which the fluctuation came. At the same time, he released his divine sense without hesitation and scanned that place.

But where his divine sense passed, he saw that more than a hundred malevolent spirits had gathered, and many other malevolent spirits were being attracted and drifting toward that place.

These low-level ghosts, who would usually flee at the sight of his imposing aura, now seemed to be attracted by something, gathering together in layers and emitting sharp screechs.

Qin Han was immediately suspicious. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly floated closer without hesitation.

The group of malevolent spirits formed a circle, with a black beam about ten feet wide in the center.

The black light, in the shape of a pillar, shot into the sky from a long-abandoned stone platform below, its surface covered with densely packed runes and restrictions.

Every few breaths, the black light would tremble slightly, and each tremor would cause the surrounding evil spirits to let out an excited hiss.

"...What is this?" Qin Han's pupils contracted slightly.

He had been wandering in the land of ghosts and vengeance for so long that he was quite familiar with the space he was in, but he had never seen the stone platform and the black light that appeared there without warning before.

Thinking of this, Qin Han's figure flashed, transforming into a hazy gray mist, and he shot towards the direction from which the fluctuations came.

A few breaths later, they arrived nearby.

He carefully observed the black light before him and gradually discerned its secrets.

However, although the runes on the surface of the black light were still flowing, some of them had become dull and lifeless, clearly showing signs of loosening.

The surrounding ghosts and spirits were drawn there by a certain aura emanating from the black light.

Those low-level ghosts have no intelligence and act solely on instinct.

Sensing a certain Yin energy within the black light that was highly beneficial to ghost cultivators, they gathered like moths to a flame, attempting to break through the seal and seize the treasures within.

However, with their strength, they couldn't even get within three zhang of the black light.

Although the seal was loose, it still contained a terrifying power that was almost capable of destroying the world. On the contrary, any evil spirits that tried to approach were invariably repelled by an invisible force, causing damage to their souls and causing them to wail in agony.

But they refused to leave, and continued to rush forward one after another. The result for them was that their souls were instantly shattered by that terrifying power and completely disappeared!

Qin Han stared for a moment, then a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "A bunch of brainless idiots."

Without hesitation, he released his aura, and a terrifying pressure at the level of a Ghost King suddenly poured out!

In an instant, the dark mist within a radius of a hundred feet churned like boiling water, and a suffocatingly cold power spread out in all directions from Qin Han as the center.

The malevolent spirits surrounding the black light trembled and turned their heads, their souls filled with clear fear.

The next instant, those vengeful spirits scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing into the hazy, gloomy mist in the blink of an eye.

Qin Han ignored them and floated straight toward the black light.

As the distance closed, the oppressive feeling from the seal and restrictions grew stronger.

An ancient and obscure spiritual energy permeated the air, as if an invisible giant hand was trying to push him away.

Qin Han snorted coldly, and the Ghost King's body trembled violently. The Yin energy around him condensed into a solid black light screen, which forcefully withstood the repulsive force of the restriction.

He approached step by step and finally arrived in front of the stone platform.

"Such a powerful aftershock... What exactly is sealed within this?"

Qin Han stared intently and saw that the crack on the stone platform had completely split open, revealing a groove about a foot square.

In the recessed area, a small cauldron lay quietly!

The cauldron was no bigger than a fist, completely black, with a simple and unadorned design. It had no patterns or decorations on its body and looked quite unremarkable.

"A cauldron?" Qin Han cautiously floated forward, gazing at the object before him, a sense of doubt arising in his heart. "Could it be that... this is what caused that terrifying fluctuation just now?"

Just then, a black beam of light suddenly burst forth from the surface of the cauldron and shot straight into the sky!

The light was so intense that it tore a crack in the gray sky that had remained unchanged for millions of years in the land of ghosts and grievances!

The ghosts and evil spirits within a radius of hundreds of miles simultaneously let out terrified wails and screams, frantically fleeing in all directions.

At the same time, a vast and boundless voice suddenly rang in Qin Han's mind.

The sound didn't seem to come from the outside world; it was more like it exploded directly in the depths of his soul—