Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Han Li was walking at the front when his expression suddenly changed and he paused.

"stop."

He gave a low shout and raised his hand to signal the two women behind him to stop.

Zi Ling and Yuan Yao exchanged a glance, their expressions changing as they quickly looked around warily.

Just then, the dark mist behind them surged, and then a blurry, pitch-black ghostly figure slowly emerged from it.

"senior."

After Han Li clearly saw who it was, he remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was on guard.

Qin Han looked down at him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and said:

"You cunning boy, I have found a suitable body for you."

Han Li raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"Oh?"

Without saying a word, Qin Han raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction, his tone indifferent.

"Several miles along this direction, three demonic cultivators are walking this way. The leader is at the late Core Formation stage, and the other two are at the early Core Formation stage."

He paused, staring intently at Han Li.

"I need the physical body of that late-stage Core Formation cultivator. I believe that with your strength, you can accomplish this with ease."

Hearing these words, Han Li's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank slightly.

Three demonic cultivators?

One is in the late stage of Core Formation, and two are in the early stage of Core Formation!

He, a cultivator at the early stage of Core Formation, dealt with three cultivators of the same level, one of whom was two minor realms higher than him. This was "effortless".

Han Li stared at Qin Han expressionlessly, but cursed inwardly. This old fox was talking nicely, but he was clearly testing his trump card.

Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"You flatter me, senior."

He paused, then said calmly:

"Three Core Formation cultivators, one of whom is in the late Core Formation stage. Although I possess some skills, I am not necessarily certain of victory. Besides, I am only in the early Core Formation stage; how can I possibly fight three against one?"

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the ghostly mist.

Immediately afterwards, a low laugh came from the mist.

"To flatter you?" Qin Han's figure slowly emerged from the ghostly mist, his cold, blood-red eyes looking at Han Li with a half-smile.

"Having lived for so many years, I still have a good eye for people. With your strength, dealing with those three demonic cultivators shouldn't be too difficult."

However, Han Li remained unmoved and insisted on his own views.

"Senior flatters me too much. I am merely at the early stage of Core Formation, with limited abilities; how could I possibly—"

However, before he could finish speaking, Qin Han interrupted Han Li impatiently, his tone somewhat gloomy and his expression subtly changing.

"Are those protective lightning bolts on you just for show?"

Han Li frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Qin Han continued unhurriedly, "The Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning is the natural nemesis of all demonic cultivation techniques in the world. Although those three demonic cultivators were not weak, they would be lucky to unleash seven or eight tenths of their strength in the face of the divine lightning."

He paused, then said in a low, melancholy tone:

"Moreover, that late-stage Core Formation cultivator's sluggish breathing clearly indicates unhealed old injuries or a flaw in his cultivation technique. With your abilities, do you really need to fear such a seemingly strong but inwardly weak individual?"

Han Li remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Senior, you may not know this, but the Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning on my body went through a fierce battle outside the Void Heaven Palace, and then it was used up again by you. Now it is almost depleted."

"Oh?" Qin Han raised an eyebrow, his tone ambiguous. "Not much left?"

Han Li nodded intently.

"To be honest, I only have a handful of divine lightning bolts left. Using them to deal with three Core Formation cultivators is probably..."

He paused abruptly at this point, a hint of difficulty in his voice.

Upon seeing this, Qin Han suddenly let out a meaningful laugh.

The laughter echoed in the mist, carrying a hint of amusement.

Now it seems that Han Li is exactly the same as in the original work. He is cunning and shrewd. No wonder he has been able to escape from danger so many times. He is really cautious!

But for Qin Han, who was familiar with the plot, it was not a difficult task.

His laughter abruptly ceased. He stared intently at Han Li, his tone suddenly turning icy cold. A vast expanse of chilling, ghostly mist surged around him, as if he were about to strike at any moment. He spoke, word by word:

"You might fool others with those words, but to try and fool me," Qin Han sneered, "you're still too naive."

"When you said 'very little', I'm afraid it means that out of ten, twenty percent has been lost, leaving eighty percent!"

Upon hearing the other party's words, which were tinged with a threat, Han Li's face darkened completely.

"Old ghost..."

He gritted his teeth inwardly, but maintained a calm facade. "Senior is too kind. I am merely—"

Qin Han interrupted him again. Seeing that Han Li was still unmoved, he immediately snorted coldly, and a terrifying pressure at the level of a Ghost King, amplified by the Ghostly Vengeance Land, poured out in all directions with overwhelming force.

Feeling the pressure coming, Han Li felt his breath catch in his throat and quickly made a hand seal, applying a layer of cyan protective spiritual light to his body.

Yuan Yao and Zi Ling, who were behind him, turned pale upon feeling the oppressive aura and hurriedly began to cast spells to defend themselves.

"I've lived for so many years, what haven't I seen? Your little tricks are nothing compared to mine!"

He looked down at Han Li, a sudden flash of bloodlust appearing in his cold eyes.

"I know what you're thinking. You simply want to keep some trump cards to yourself and don't want to reveal your full strength to me. I understand that."

Han Li listened to these words and remained silent.

Qin Han continued, "But you must understand one thing: I'm cooperating with you because I value your abilities. If you can't even handle this small matter, why should I believe you can join forces with me to deal with that Nascent Soul stage monster?"

He paused, his tone carrying a deeper meaning.

"I've given you the opportunity. Whether you seize it or not is up to you. If you keep making excuses, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Han Li stood there, his expression suddenly becoming uncertain.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed. Why was he so unlucky? First, he was sealed on the island by the Xuan Gu Old Demon, and now he was trapped in this ghostly land by a cunning and treacherous ghost king!

Han Li remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and spoke with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"In that case, I will no longer conceal anything. I do indeed still have some of the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder left. However—"

Then he abruptly changed the subject, staring intently at Qin Han.

"Senior said he needs to find a suitable body to possess; I can't just let him do his work for nothing, can I?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning couldn't be clearer.

Upon hearing this, Qin Han suddenly smiled.

There was a hint of amusement in his smile. As expected of Han Li, he was still thinking about asking for benefits at this time. But it was nothing unusual; it wasn't surprising that rogue cultivators were like this.

Thinking of this, Qin Han smiled and said:

"Of course, I will not take a single thing from those three; it is all yours."

He paused, then added, "What I want is only the physical body of that late-stage Core Formation cultivator."

Han Li nodded and said, "In that case, I will do my best." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the three demonic cultivators.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Yao and Zi Ling, who were behind them, exchanged a glance and hurriedly followed.

As Qin Han watched the group's departing figures, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he sneered inwardly.

"This kid is indeed no pushover. But for the sake of the Azure Ice Flame and the Xuan Bone Old Demon's techniques, we have no choice but to do this."

With this thought in mind, Qin Han slowly concealed his figure and disappeared from the spot.