Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

"Collect." Before the words were even finished, the six-pointed star array suddenly shone brightly!

The six green beams of light suddenly contracted, transforming into dozens of emerald green chains about a foot thick. These chains shot out from all directions of the light barrier, making a series of crisp "whoosh" sounds as they tightly bound the three-headed tiger demon.

Before long, the tiger demon's entire body, including its three heads, four incredibly thick legs, and even its tail, was bound tightly.

Green lines were deeply embedded in its body like branding marks, suppressing the surging Yin energy within it.

The tiger demon let out a deafening roar and struggled with all its might, but the chains only tightened around it, making it impossible to break free.

Qin Han remained expressionless, clenching his fists again!

In an instant, dozens of emerald green spikes, each as thick as an arm, suddenly emerged from the light screen in six directions: up, down, front, back, left, and right!

Those giant spikes were formed entirely from the green light condensed within the array; they were not physical entities, but rather emerald green and transparent, emitting a faint glow.

"Pfft pfft pfft"

A series of muffled, piercing sounds rang out.

Dozens of giant spikes pierced the tiger demon's body from all directions at the same time, piercing it through!

The tiger demon's three heads simultaneously roared to the sky, emitting an extremely shrill cry, but the sound only lasted for a brief moment before abruptly ceasing.

Qin Han stared blankly at the scene before him, inwardly scoffing. Those giant spikes were designed to attack the primordial spirit and soul, making them one of the most insidious and deadly killing moves in this formation.

The moment the soul was pierced, the three forces that had been forcibly combined within the tiger demon's body burst open like a punctured balloon, pouring out wildly from the wound and transforming into countless black specks of light that dissipated into the light curtain.

The three-headed tiger demon's soul dimmed at a visible speed, the blood-red light in its six eyes gradually faded, and its massive body slowly lost its support, collapsing to the ground like a crumbling mountain.

died.

Clean and efficient, leaving one utterly terrified.

Qin Han looked at the slowly dissipating remains of the tiger demon in the light screen, then looked down at his own ghost claws, feeling the depletion of his magical power, and frowned slightly.

"The drawbacks of using this technique in a ghostly form are far too obvious. Not only is it extremely energy-consuming, but its power is also significantly weakened."

He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cold eyes.

"Once I switch to the path of demons in the future, I will definitely revise this technique. Only then will this formation be able to truly unleash its full power."

Once the thought was made up, Qin Han didn't delay any longer.

With a wave of his hand, the six-pointed star array slowly dissipated, and the six green beams of light, along with the light screen, transformed into specks of spiritual light and disappeared into the void.

Only a huge, slowly dissipating remnant of the tiger demon's soul remained, lying stiffly on the ground, emanating an extremely dense yin energy.

"It's time to take some nourishing food."

Qin Han's lips curled into a cold smile.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide, and a huge suction force surged out of his mouth, like a whale sucking water, continuously drawing out the essence of yin energy contained in the tiger demon's broken body!

In an instant, the dark mist within a radius of over a hundred feet seemed to be stirred up by an invisible giant hand, and suddenly began to boil!

The grayish-white mist surged and undulated, like a tsunami, with visible ripples of yin energy spreading outwards from Qin Han in all directions.

A chilling wind howled, and ghostly wails echoed.

The wind howled fiercely, like the simultaneous wailing of thousands of vengeful ghosts, echoing endlessly in the desolate, haunted place.

Within the churning, dark mist, countless malevolent spirits sensed this terrifying pressure that sent chills down their spines, and scattered in all directions in fear and unease.

They emitted sharp, piercing screechs, their voices filled with barely concealed fear.

Some fled desperately into the deeper fog, while others frantically burrowed underground, darting about haphazardly, as if afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

At the heart of it all, Qin Han hovered in mid-air, his Yin energy surging violently, and his soul emanating an increasingly powerful Ghost King-level pressure.

The essence of yin energy contained within the tiger demon's mangled body flowed into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, merging and intertwining with it...

Unbeknownst to him, Qin Han's soul finally began to expand and then solidify!

The originally somewhat dull surface of the soul began to show a deep, blood-red glow.

Those blood-red eyes were now even more crimson, almost dripping with blood, and flashed with an uncontrollable glint.

Time passed by, second by second.

Finally, the moment the last wisp of Yin essence was extracted from the tiger demon's remains and merged into his body, Qin Han's soul trembled violently!

A terrifying pressure, several times stronger than before, suddenly erupted from his body!

"boom--!!"

The oppressive aura was as tangible as a physical force, sweeping across the surroundings with overwhelming force.

The yin mist within a radius of a hundred feet was pushed back dozens of feet. Those yin spirits and fierce souls that had not yet escaped far were swept by this pressure and immediately let out mournful cries. Their souls trembled violently and then completely dissipated into the world.

At the same time, Qin Han slowly opened his eyes.

Those blood-red eyes now appeared even deeper and darker than before.

He looked down at his ghostly claw, his five fingers slowly clenching and then relaxing, feeling the terrifying power contained within, which was several times stronger than before.

"Peak Core Formation stage... Success!"

A satisfied smile slowly curved Qin Han's lips. He muttered to himself, his cold gaze fixed on the direction where Han Li and the black-robed cultivator were locked in fierce combat.

"Time to go back. That kid should be done soon too." With that thought, his figure suddenly transformed into a cloud of dark ghostly mist and flew back in the direction he came from.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Han Li's battle with the late-stage Core Formation cultivator in black robes was far less easy than Qin Han's.

The black-robed cultivator was, after all, at the late stage of Core Formation, possessing profound magical power and shrewd methods.

As he brandished the black spear, billowing black mist surged and churned, containing countless underhanded and overt methods that made it difficult for Han Li to get close for the time being.

Han Li's expression was solemn. Dozens of Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords moved around him, their sword light sharp, but they were repeatedly blocked by the black mist.

He attempted to launch a surprise attack with his flying sword several times, but each time the opponent neutralized it with exquisite demonic techniques.

"snort."

Seeing that the entanglement had lasted for so long, Han Li snorted coldly in his heart and decided to go all out and no longer hold back.

With a swift change of hand seals, the dozens of flying swords transformed into dazzling blue light, each shooting towards the black-robed cultivator in a different direction.

Seeing this, the black-robed cultivator continued to defend as before, wielding his spear. Although he blocked all the azure light from the left, right, and front of him, he overlooked the fact that there was another azure light silently piercing through the air from behind.

By the time he realized what was happening, the green light was already right in front of him, and in his haste, he had no choice but to catch it with his bare hands.

However, this black-robed cultivator was not a reckless person. It turned out that he had cultivated some kind of special demonic art. Suddenly, he clasped his hands together, and the black mist surrounding his body condensed into a pair of black hands about ten feet in size, which firmly clamped down on the oncoming green light.

The moment the two collided, they unleashed a terrifying surge of magical power, resulting in a fierce stalemate where neither could gain the upper hand.

However, Han Li sneered. The fact that his opponent was taking his Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword at such close range was a deliberate act of revealing a weakness, giving him the opportunity to kill him!

Without hesitation, he made a sword gesture, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, which had been locked in a stalemate, suddenly began to vibrate and hum violently.

Before the black-robed cultivator could react, a golden arc of electricity suddenly appeared on the surface of the sword, crackling and leaping incessantly, appearing extremely violent and agitated.

It was Han Li's trump card, the "Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder"!