Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

Meanwhile, Qin Han followed behind a group of Nascent Soul cultivators, which saved him a lot of trouble along the way.

The lower-level restrictions and mechanisms will be broken by Barbarian Beard and his men; he only needs to follow along at a leisurely pace.

Occasionally, some foolish mechanical puppets would dart out, but they were easily dealt with by the Nascent Soul cultivators; the Core Formation cultivators never even had a chance to make a move.

In this way, the group successfully passed through the lowest levels and arrived near the Hanli Terrace.

At this moment, the three Nascent Soul cultivators, Manhuzi, Jiyin Ancestor, and Qingyi Hermit, were huddled together, talking in hushed tones.

The three had different expressions, but they were surrounded by a faint spiritual light, clearly indicating that they were isolated by some means.

Qin Han didn't approach. He quietly left the crowd and went straight to the tall, blue stone wall on one side.

The stone wall was over ten zhang high, carved entirely from a single piece of bluestone, and its surface was covered with ancient monster paintings and some obscure runes.

The monsters were so lifelike, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, that they seemed ready to leap off the wall at any moment.

Qin Han stood in front of the wall, his gaze sweeping over the runes and pictures, silently recalling the plot of the original work.

"If I remember correctly... this is where Han Li found the map."

Thinking of this, he reached out and started tapping on the wall.

"Knock knock knock—"

A crisp, faint sound echoed in his ears. Qin Han remained calm, casting a spell to conceal the sound so as not to be noticed by anyone with ulterior motives, while slowly and steadily knocking his way through the crowd.

He would sometimes squat down, sometimes stand on tiptoe, carefully discerning the differences in the sounds of each tap.

However, after knocking on most of the wall, the same crisp sound was heard all the time.

Qin Han frowned slightly, a hint of doubt gradually arising in his heart.

"Could I have remembered wrong? Is this not the place?"

He stopped what he was doing, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head.

In the original story, it was clearly located here. Han Li found a map left by an ancient cultivator on a stone wall near Hanlitai, which marked the detailed route to the exit of the Void Heaven Cauldron.

"Keep looking."

Qin Han took a deep breath and continued to feel his way forward along the stone wall.

Fingers tapped on the cold stone surface, producing a series of crisp, faint "thump-thump" sounds.

Just as his expression grew increasingly serious, and he was almost beginning to doubt his own memory, a series of dull thuds suddenly rang out.

The sound was completely different from the previous crisp sound; it was deep and resonant, as if a hollow was hidden behind the stone wall.

Qin Han's eyes lit up, and his face lit up with joy.

"Found it!"

Without saying a word, he squatted down and carefully confirmed the boundary of that area.

It was a stone surface about a foot square, with runes denser around it than elsewhere.

Qin Han raised one hand, black energy swirling in his palm, and a chilling ghostly aura slowly condensed.

He inserted his five fingers into the stone wall, and the stone surface was as if it were not there, easily penetrated by his palm.

Qin Han's fingers groped around in the hidden compartment behind the stone wall for a moment, and touched a slender, round object that felt soft, like a rolled-up stick.

"This is it!"

Qin Han took the object out of the hidden compartment, unfolded it, and found it to be an old animal skin scroll, about a foot long, with a faint yellow glow on the surface, densely covered with lines and markings, clearly a map.

Qin Han quickly scanned the contents of the scroll, memorized the route, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Good stuff!" He rolled up the scroll again with satisfaction and put it into the world within the cauldron, his face expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, the secret conversation between the three men, including the bearded man, had also ended.

The three men had different expressions, but all of them carried a sense of solemnity.

Qingyi Jushi's gaze swept across the crowd, lingering on Qin Han for a moment. He nodded slightly, urged him on through telepathy, and then turned and walked towards the depths of the high platform.

Barbarian Beard and Ancestor Jiyin followed closely behind, and several Core Formation cultivators also hurriedly caught up.

Interestingly, Han Li did not come to the blue stone wall as he did in the original story, but kept a certain distance from it.

This is understandable. Han Li is cautious by nature, and with me standing by the wall, it's impossible for him to come closer.

However, in doing so, he missed his own chance to escape!

Qin Han followed at the back of the group without making a sound. As the group passed through the Hanli Terrace, he pondered to himself and continued to walk deeper into the area.

Before long, they had reached the center of the high platform.

There, a small altar rose from the ground, about ten feet high, and was made entirely of an unknown black stone.

On the altar, seven or eight golden lights were dancing, their light flickering and brightening, making them particularly dazzling in the dim space.

In the center of the golden light, there was a large hole emitting a blinding blue light. The eerie blue light gushed out from the hole, enveloping the entire altar in a strange blue glow.

Qin Han's gaze sharpened slightly as he fixed his eyes on the object.

Within each of those golden orbs of light was a giant golden silkworm, several feet long!

Meanwhile, those giant golden silkworms were spitting out golden threads as thick as a thumb, stretching them into the cave, and desperately tearing backward.

With each shake, the blue light inside the cave flashed wildly, as if something was about to be dragged out of the cave.

Beside the altar, three figures stood straight, their eyes fixed on the movements inside the cave.

It was Wan Tianming, Tian Wuzi, and another Nascent Soul cultivator who looked like a dark-skinned, thin old man.

"Golden silkworm..." Qin Han thought to himself, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

Although the Void Heaven Cauldron was briefly moved, he naturally knew that Wan Tianming and the others had only wasted their efforts and were not worth mentioning.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Han Li in the crowd.

At this moment, Han Li was calmly looking at the golden silkworm on the altar, but a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

His gaze lingered on the giant golden silkworms for a moment before shifting to the blue-glowing cave entrance, lost in thought.

At this moment, Qin Han turned his head to look at Xuan Gu.

The old demon was standing behind the bearded man, staring blankly at the scene of the righteous people pulling the cauldron not far away.

However, the moment Qin Han's gaze swept over, Xuan Gu seemed to sense something, raised her head slightly, and her light red eyes met Qin Han's.

In that instant, Qin Han clearly saw a strange light flash in Xuan Gu's eyes, but that light was fleeting. Xuan Gu withdrew his gaze, turned his head back, and resumed his expressionless demeanor.

"Old fox!" Qin Han thought to himself as he continued to watch the scene unfold.

Just then, a crisp "bang" broke out on the empty platform.

Qin Han's gaze sharpened as he saw the golden silk spitting out of one of the giant silkworms suddenly snap. The silkworm's body was violently thrown backward and crashed heavily to the ground, its fate unknown for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a series of snapping sounds rang out as the gold threads broke one after another, like the strings of a musical instrument being snapped one by one.

Two golden silkworms were caught off guard and were dragged into the blue-glowing pit by the enormous pulling force, disappearing without a trace.