Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

Qin Han arrived several miles away and found that Han Li and the others had already run into the three demonic cultivators and were currently fighting each other.

As soon as he arrived, he faintly heard the sound of magic exploding, as well as a hazy, sharp screech.

The sound resembled the call of birds, sharp and piercing, long and soaring, making one's blood boil and causing great discomfort.

Even a powerful ghost of the Ghost King level couldn't help but feel irritated upon hearing this voice. A faint blood-red light flickered in his eyes, and an inexplicable urge to slaughter arose in his heart.

Fortunately, the strange noise posed no threat to Qin Han, but it did raise some doubts in his mind. So he did not hesitate to spread his divine sense and scan the area directly in front of him.

The scene that greeted Qin Han's eyes surprised him greatly.

In the distant ghostly mist, three thick black fogs churned and rolled, occasionally releasing bursts of crimson, blazing light. The roar of spells and the extremely irritating hissing sound intertwined and entangled together.

Han Li was right in the thick black fog, with a layer of cyan protective sword shield condensed on his body, which should be one of the spells in the Azure Origin Sword Technique he cultivated.

He looked around with a serious expression, then suddenly his gaze turned cold. Without hesitation, he raised his hand, and four or five cyan sword energies shot out from his palm, slicing through the air in a certain direction to his side.

As expected! The moment the sword energy flew out, the air beside Han Li suddenly rippled slightly, and a thick black mist surged out. Immediately afterwards, a sharp black light followed closely behind, whistling towards Han Li's neck.

Fortunately, the response was timely. The cyan sword energy and the black light collided instantly, but the cyan sword energy was superior. It easily shattered the black light and then broke through the nearby thick fog, shooting out with its remaining power undiminished.

After a muffled thud, a figure dressed in black robes staggered several times and emerged disheveled from the thick black fog.

It turned out to be a demonic cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation. At this moment, a nearly human-sized, pale white bone fragment floated in front of him, its surface surrounded by a faint blood-red halo, seemingly a defensive treasure.

"Are you alright, Third Brother?!"

At this moment, a deep and rough voice came, belonging to another demonic cultivator dressed in black robes, whose cultivation level was only at the early stage of Core Formation.

"fine……"

The black-robed man, with bone fragments floating in front of him, shook his head, his tone somewhat resentful, "But this person is so audacious as to attack us. Isn't he afraid of the Star Palace's repercussions afterward?!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Han, who was hidden in mid-air, sneered and raised his hand without saying a word, and black light flashed in his palm.

At the same time, the gray mist within a radius of a hundred feet began to surge and churn violently like boiling water. Then, as if it came to life, it gathered into a huge semi-circular mist cover, centered on Han Li and his group, and the three demonic cultivators, completely enveloping the area within a radius of a hundred feet.

The group below also noticed this sudden anomaly, their expressions changed, and they immediately became alert and looked around.

Han Li's expression also changed, and just as he was about to become wary, he suddenly heard a familiar voice transmission in his ear—

"You cunning brat, I have already cast a spell to cover the area within a hundred feet. Even if the people of the Star Palace have mastered some of the restrictions of the Void Heaven Palace, they will not be able to sense the movement here."

"Now you can go all out and fight. I'll be waiting for your good news, hehehe..."

As the eerie laughter faded into the distance, Han Li remained calm and relieved, finally turning his gaze back to the three black-robed cultivators in front of him.

To his surprise, when they arrived there, they saw the two ghostly figures, one black and one gray, fighting with the black-robed cultivator who was in the late stage of Core Formation.

The two dark figures became alert when they sensed someone approaching again, but when they saw Han Li and the others, they ignored them and continued fighting the black-robed cultivator in the late Core Formation stage.

Although Han Li was surprised, after thinking about it for a moment, he felt that it must be because of Qin Han that the two ghostly figures did not regard him and his group as a major enemy.

Then, upon hearing Qin Han's telepathic message, he learned that the old ghost should be nearby. Only then did he feel relieved and, quite tacitly, he and the two ghostly figures ignored each other.

What Han Li didn't know was that Qin Han's first reaction to seeing this scene was also somewhat surprised, but then he felt extremely annoyed.

They thought those two ghostly figures were truly persistent, their shadows were everywhere.

Whatever he sets his sights on, they will set their sights on it. Qin Han no longer wants to hide it and has an urge to devour them!

"I was originally planning to keep you here a little longer, but since you're getting in the way, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Qin Han stared coldly at the two ghostly figures locked in fierce combat below, and sneered inwardly, already deciding their fate.

Just as he was pondering, Han Li suddenly moved, and Qin Han followed suit and looked closely.

He completely ignored the questions from the two black-robed cultivators, and without saying a word, he patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist. Instantly, two dense swarms of gold-devouring insects swarmed out of the pouch, floating in mid-air and transforming into a golden and silver rainbow.

Immediately afterwards, he blurred into a streak of azure light and shot towards the two men.

When the black-robed cultivator saw Han Li approaching, his expression suddenly darkened. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and a small, exquisite banner flew out from it.

The banner was entirely black, and its surface emanated wisps of sinister energy. Apart from that, it had nothing particularly special about it.

The black-robed cultivator tossed the banner into the air, then his hands trembled as he cast a series of complex hand seals, uttering obscure incantations.

The banner swelled in the wind, growing to a size of about ten feet in the blink of an eye. As the dark mist blew by, it fluttered loudly, looking exactly like a demonic and evil treasure.

Seeing this, Han Li frowned slightly and did not approach the other party rashly, but stopped where he was.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, and the two "Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords" transformed into two streaks of azure light, hovering beside him on the left and right.

At the same time, a large amount of thick black mist suddenly surged out from the black banner, mixed with countless ghostly spirits flying back and forth. Accompanied by a chilling wailing sound, the black mist instantly spread over an area of ​​several feet.

"I have no grudge against you, yet you are so relentlessly pressuring me. Well then, I'll let you experience the power of my newly refined 'Demon Soul Banner'!"

The black-robed cultivator stared at Han Li with a sinister expression, gritting his teeth as he said:

"I originally intended to save this treasure for the inner palace, hehe... Since you're so eager to die, then don't blame me!"