Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

"These damned rats, they're never-ending!" The man in black robes casually dealt with the last silver rat that pounced on him, and looked at the rat corpses all over the ground, cursing under his breath, seemingly a little annoyed.

"This is the sixth group we've encountered since entering the Blood Ice Forest. We don't have much time left before we cross this Blood Ice Forest," Qin Han said after a moment's thought, also looking at the rat carcasses on the ground.

"These monstrous things are a bit annoying, but thankfully we haven't encountered a super rat swarm with a rat king. You know, these silver rats are a kind of demonic beast with extremely strong order. Their leaders are usually incredibly intelligent, and if you encounter one, it will be quite troublesome." The black-robed cultivator sneered upon hearing this, his tone somewhat sinister.

After these words were spoken, both of them fell silent for a moment.

Then, they said no more and continued walking forward.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the Blood Ice Forest finally came to an end.

A faint gray-white light could be seen ahead, clearly indicating the exit.

The blood-red ice pillars around them gradually thinned out, and the chill lessened somewhat.

Qin Han felt relieved and was about to quicken his pace when suddenly dozens of silver rays shot out from the snow on both sides!

"It's those rats again!"

The man in black robes snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a cloud of black mist surged out, enveloping the entire creature within it. Instantly, the creature turned into specks of ashes and vanished without a trace.

But after those dozens of silver rays, one after another, silver light rats swarmed out from under the snow, densely packed and layered, numbering in the tens of thousands at a glance!

The silver swarm of rats surged in like a flood, completely blocking the way ahead.

Upon seeing this, Qin Han's pupils suddenly contracted, and his gaze passed over the surging swarm of rats, landing on a huge creature behind the swarm.

That was a strange rat, dozens of times larger than a normal silver rat!

Its entire body is silvery-white, and its fur is as if plated with a layer of silver light. The most terrifying thing is the silver horn on its head, which is about a foot long. The tip of the horn is extremely sharp, and there are faint thunder patterns flowing on its surface.

The strange rat stared coldly at Qin Han and the man in black robes with its pair of scarlet eyes, its gaze carrying a hint of human-like mockery.

"The Rat King?!" Qin Han frowned slightly, immediately guessing the identity of the giant, strange rat.

It seems they've truly encountered a super rat swarm with a rat king!

Just as they were pondering, the rat king suddenly raised its head and let out a sharp, piercing screech!

A strange "squeak" was heard, and the sound waves rolled around, causing the nearby blood ice pillars to tremble slightly.

In an instant, all the silver rats became agitated, screeching wildly, and one after another transformed into streaks of silver light, shooting towards the two of them in an overwhelming manner!

Tens of thousands of silver rays shot out at the same time, creating a sound like ten thousand arrows being fired simultaneously, blotting out the sky and the sun!

"Let's get started!"

The man in black robes let out a low shout, and the Soul-Locking Tower in his hand suddenly trembled, causing the dark blue ghost energy shield to expand abruptly, enveloping the two of them.

At the same time, he waved his other hand repeatedly, and streams of dark ghostly energy surged out from his body, transforming into sharp blades that swept fiercely towards the oncoming silver light.

Qin Han did not hesitate. He snorted coldly, and ghostly mist surged around him. Countless black threads shot out, frantically strangling the approaching Silver Light Rat.

The two worked together with extremely high efficiency in killing. Although there were many strange rats, they fell in droves like moths to a flame, some even exploding on the spot.

However, due to their numerical advantage, they seem endless, with one wave being wiped out only to be replaced by another.

Qin Han's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly estimated the consumption of his magical power.

Fortunately, he was skilled in group battles. Although there were many silver rats, they were not enough to pose a threat to him. On the contrary, the black-robed man's Soul Locking Tower was even more dazzling. Every time the dark blue aura vibrated, it emitted a strange buzzing sound, which could instantly shatter the bodies of dozens of silver rats.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the rats were finally mostly eliminated.

The ground was littered with piles of dead rats, and pools of blood flowed meandering across the ice.

Only the enormous Rat King remained, standing alone atop the pile of corpses, its crimson eyes fixed on the two, emitting a low growl.

Qin Han's gaze turned cold, and his figure shot up, transforming into a streak of black light as he pounced straight at the Rat King!

But then the Rat King hissed, and the silver horn on its head, about a foot long, suddenly burst into a burst of lightning. A silvery-white arc of electricity shot out and headed straight for Qin Han's face, the sound deafening!

Qin Han dodged to the side, and without hesitation, he raised his hand. In an instant, several dark chains of yin energy shot out and bound the Rat King's body.

The Rat King struggled and roared, its silver horns flashing with lightning, spewing out streams of bone-chilling cold air as it desperately tried to break free of its chains.

But the more it struggled, the tighter the chains became, making it impossible to break free easily.

Seeing that the Rat King was firmly bound to the spot, a strange light flashed in the black-robed man's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly concealed it.

"Please, fellow Daoist, hold on a little longer so I can slay this beast!"

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, lifted the Soul-Locking Tower with both hands, and muttered incantations.

Suddenly, the Soul-Locking Tower trembled and expanded against the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a seven-story, pitch-black pagoda, suspended in mid-air. The pagoda's body shimmered with eerie light, radiating a terrifying pressure that made people's breath catch in their throats.

"disease!"

The man in black robes gave a low shout, and a series of eerie screams immediately came from the tower. At first listen, the mournful screech, the desperate wail, and the mad roar were all intertwined, which was truly terrifying!

Qin Han stared intently at the pagoda and clearly saw that each level of the pagoda was sealed with countless evil spirits and vengeful souls, densely packed together, numbering in the thousands.

Even more terrifying is that at the deepest part of each level, a powerful ghost with a terrifying aura is sealed. The aura emanating from these ghosts is no less than that of the mid-stage Core Formation realm!

This treasure truly lives up to its reputation as a rare and ancient artifact of the Ghost Path!

However, at that moment, the man in black robes did not aim the pagoda at the Rat King.

Suddenly, he turned around, his hand seals changed, and the seven-story pagoda pressed down on Qin Han!

"Fellow Daoist, it's time to rest!"

The black-robed man's voice carried a hint of smugness, "My Soul-Locking Tower is still lacking a few main souls, and I need someone like you, fellow Daoist. Why don't you come into my tower for a chat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pagoda crashed down, enveloped in a ghostly light, and an invisible force of confinement instantly suppressed Qin Han to the spot.

"Hahaha--"

The man in black robes laughed loudly, his laughter filled with smug satisfaction.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no point in struggling! This Soul-Locking Tower of mine is an ancient treasure of the Ghost Path. Once its binding power is activated, even if you possess extraordinary abilities, you will not be able to break free. In just the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, you will be forcibly refined into a weapon spirit, hahahaha..."

His tone grew increasingly smug, and he seemed to be in a very good mood, bursting into loud laughter.

However, what he didn't know was that beneath the pagoda, with a flash of black and white light, Qin Han's figure vanished into thin air!