Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

Meanwhile, as Han Li and his two companions walked further and further away, until their figures completely disappeared into the depths of the hazy ghostly mist, Qin Han slowly emerged from the shadows.

He looked in the direction where the three had disappeared, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"It went much more smoothly than expected..."

Qin Han muttered to himself, his tone carrying a hint of satisfaction.

He wasn't worried about not being able to find them, because he had already secretly placed tracking restrictions on Yuan Yao and Zi Ling. He only needed to sense them slightly to know their whereabouts.

But now he needs to go and see how the Soul-Crying Beast is doing.

Having thought of this, he didn't delay any longer and his mind stirred.

His figure flashed suddenly, and then he vanished into thin air, as if he had never been there at all. And where he had stood, nothing remained.

……

The Creation Cauldron, a world within the cauldron.

With a few flashes of black and white light, Qin Han found himself in a completely different world as the world spun around him.

He hovered in mid-air, looking down at this little world that belonged to him.

It is about a hundred li in circumference, neither too big nor too small.

The sky was a chaotic gray-white, devoid of sun, moon, stars, clouds, and mist.

The land was a barren wasteland, devoid of mountains, rivers, and any living vegetation.

As far as the eye can see, there is only bare, gray-brown land stretching to the horizon, merging with the chaotic skyline.

Desolate, lifeless... this was Qin Han's first impression of the "world within the cauldron" before him.

However, the moment he stepped into this world, an extremely mysterious feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

He felt as if this world was resonating with him; every corner of the desolate land and every ripple in the sky could be visualized before his eyes with just a thought.

It was as if he were the master of this world!

Thinking of this, Qin Han's heart stirred slightly.

"Rise." The word had barely surfaced in his mind when a small hill, tens of feet high, suddenly rose from the ground in the distance!

The rocks are rugged and have distinct textures.

Seeing this, Qin Han's pupils contracted slightly, and he tried to entertain the thought again.

"Crack!" With a loud "boom," the newly risen hill split open from the middle, creating a deep ravine that resembled a canyon. The bottom of the canyon was deep and misty.

Qin Han couldn't help but gasp.

Isn't this exactly the meaning of "words become law"?

In this world within the cauldron, every single one of his thoughts could actually become reality.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every mountain, and every stone in this world was born and died according to his will.

"Even the creator god is nothing more than this..." Qin Han muttered to himself, feeling utterly shocked.

He steadied himself, took a deep breath, and his thoughts finally settled on a certain corner of this desolate land.

There, a small, bright green monkey was curled up on the ground, trembling incessantly. Its fur was dull and lifeless, clearly still recovering from the shock it had just experienced.

Not far from it, a gray-black bead lay scattered on the ground; it was the Soul-Sounding Bead that Yuan Yao had obtained!

"I never expected this treasure could actually capture living creatures!" Upon seeing this, Qin Han's face lit up with joy, and he was very satisfied.

Magical artifacts such as storage bags and spirit beast bags can only store inanimate objects and tamed spirit beasts. Moreover, they have limited space and are inconvenient. The latter, in particular, requires the spirit beasts stored inside to be released for fresh air every once in a while.

This Creation Cauldron can not only hold living things, but also preserve them perfectly within its world, without even letting their aura leak out!

Compared to those storage bags, this treasure is many times better!

Qin Han thought of the various storage bags hanging on Han Li and the others' waists, and his satisfaction with the Creation Cauldron increased, as if he had found a treasure.

However, he still had a hunch that what he had explored so far was probably only the tip of the iceberg when it came to the wonders of this cauldron.

But right now, there are more important things to do.

Qin Han's thoughts returned to the little green monkey, a glint of light flashing in his blood-red eyes.

"Let me test the effects of this method on reversing the life force."

Thinking of this, he moved his mind, and the Soul-Crying Beast that was curled up on the ground was instantly pulled over from a distance of dozens of miles by an invisible force and hovered half a zhang in front of him.

Sensing danger, the little monkey let out a sharp screech and struggled desperately. However, in this world within the cauldron, Qin Han was the master, like a creator god, able to do as he pleased and make his words law. Its meager cultivation could not cause any ripples.

Without further hesitation, his thoughts shifted again!

With a deafening roar, the entire world inside the cauldron instantly changed color!

The originally gray sky was suddenly filled with large swaths of dark clouds, which covered the entire sky completely, as if blotting out the sun.

At the same time, the earth trembled incessantly, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, making it seem as if the sky had darkened!

Immediately afterwards, at the edge of the world, two dazzling beams of light, one black and one white, suddenly appeared!

The two beams of light arrived with incredible speed, instantly covering the entire sky and transforming into two enormous yin-yang fish that swam slowly across the heavens.

But what we see is a black and white intertwined, beginning and end connected, endlessly repeating, ever-renewing.

Before long, a profound and mysterious force of Yin and Yang poured down from it, instantly enveloping the entire world.

Qin Han took a deep breath and released the restraints on the Crying Soul Beast.

The next moment, the emerald green monkey was lifted into the air by an invisible force, hovering directly below the yin-yang fish.

As Qin Han's thought suddenly arose, a huge vortex began to form in the sky.

The vortex was funnel-shaped, connecting the Yin-Yang fish above and the Crying Soul Beast below, its entire body formed by interwoven black and white rays of light.

Black is extremely dark and cold, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

White is the epitome of masculinity and strength, exuding a scorching aura.

Two diametrically opposed forces surged and churned in the vortex, yet miraculously merged into one, slowly rotating.

Qin Han stared intently upwards, only to see the vortex spinning faster and faster, eventually forming a giant black and white tornado in mid-air!

The wind howled, the power of Yin and Yang surged, and the entire world inside the cauldron seemed to tremble violently!

Qin Han stared intently and saw that within the black and white tornado, wisps of gray mist were being slowly drawn out of the Crying Soul Beast's body.

The mist was gray and semi-transparent, emanating an indescribable aura. At first glance, it appeared to be neither yin nor yang, but rather a special power somewhere in between.

It seeped out of the limbs, bones, and internal organs of the Howling Soul Beast in wisps, and then, drawn out of its body bit by bit by the pull of the black and white tornado...