Mortal: Supreme Being of the Ghost Path

Upon hearing the request made by the other party, Han Li immediately frowned.

"In exchange—" Qin Han's voice suddenly lowered, his tone carrying a hint of meaning, "I can join forces with you to deal with Xuan Gu."

These words struck Han Li like a thunderbolt!

Mysterious Bone!

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of undisguised shock flashed deep in his eyes.

He stared intently at the completely black ghostly figure before him, his heart filled with turmoil.

He had never mentioned the name Xuan Gu to anyone!

Since entering the Void Heaven Palace, he had been secretly on guard against the people of Extreme Yin Island.

Although he didn't know why the Yin Elder of Yin Island was paying so much attention to him, he had a vague feeling that the other party might be up to no good.

As for the existence of Xuan Gu Shangren, he had only recently released him from the small island, and apart from Jin Qing, Hu Yue, and others who had already perished, only he himself knew about it.

The ghost king before us should have been trapped in this land of ghostly grievances all along. How did it know about these things, and the name Xuan Gu?

Han Li took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and maintained a calm expression.

"What Xuan Gu? I don't know what you're talking about." He spoke calmly, as if he had never heard of the name before.

Looking at his appearance, Qin Han couldn't help but let out a strange, cackling laugh.

He shook his head, his tone tinged with pity.

"It's a pity you have such great cultivation, yet you don't even know that someone has placed a tracking restriction on you."

Upon hearing this, Han Li's expression immediately darkened. He hurriedly used his divine sense to carefully examine his body, and after a few breaths, his face instantly turned gloomy.

Seeing this, Qin Han laughed even more unrestrainedly.

"How is it?" He stretched out a ghostly claw shrouded in dark mist and pointed it at Han Li's chest.

"If I am not mistaken, the restrictions on your body should be the work of the Profound Yin Great Art."

"The Profound Yin Great Technique originated from Profound Yin Island; this is known to every cultivator in the Chaotic Star Sea who has been practicing it for some time. This technique is extremely unpredictable, and the tracking restrictions placed upon it are extremely well-hidden; those affected by it are often completely unaware."

He paused here, let out a low, eerie laugh, and continued:

"I have been trapped in this haunted place for at least several hundred years. I know nothing about the outside world, whether Xuan Yin Island still exists, or whether that old bastard Xuan Gu is dead or alive."

"But one thing I'm certain of is that the person who placed the restriction on you is either the Xuan Gu Old Demon himself or one of his disciples."

"I can see that your spiritual sense is not weak. I really can't think of any Core Formation cultivator who could place a restriction on you without you even noticing."

"So," Qin Han said, looking at Han Li with a half-smile, "the one who placed the restriction on you was either Xuan Gu himself, or one of his disciples with good aptitude. Extreme Yin? Or Extreme Xuan? These past few hundred years have passed; if they hadn't died prematurely, they should have already condensed their Nascent Souls..."

Upon hearing this, Han Li's pupils suddenly contracted!

This time, he could no longer remain calm.

The Supreme Yin Ancestor!

The moment the name was uttered by the other party, Han Li felt a chill run from his back straight to the top of his head.

From the origin of the restriction to the source of the Xuan Yin Great Law, and even the speculation about who might have planted the restriction, this person analyzed his situation thoroughly and accurately in just a few words!

How is this possible?!

Han Li asked himself, "Who is this person who has never revealed these secrets to anyone before?"

How could a ghost king trapped in the Land of Ghostly Injustice know so much?

unless……

A thought suddenly arose in Han Li's mind.

Unless this ghost king is some ancient monster that has lived for countless years!

And it is highly likely that he was one of the cultivators who participated in the Void Heaven Palace Trial last time.

Otherwise, how could it know so much about people like Xuan Gu and Ji Yin?

I never expected to encounter such a cunning and treacherous old fox in the very first challenge!

Han Li gritted his teeth inwardly, but still maintained a calm demeanor on the surface.

What he didn't know was that Qin Han wasn't some old fox who had lived for many years; he was simply familiar with the plot development of the original work in advance.

The reason for saying this is merely to give Han Li a false impression; otherwise, how could he possibly covet those things in the inner palace?

After these back-and-forth exchanges, he had already begun to formulate more far-reaching plans.

Since he plans to switch to the path of demons in the future, he must get his hands on the "Asura Sacred Flame," the demonic sacred flame that exudes a strong sense of oppression in the original work!

Only in this way will one have the qualifications to dominate the chaotic star sea and even roam the human realm in the future.

However, to obtain this demonic fire, one must acquire the Void Heaven Cauldron, the Azure Ice Flame, and the cultivation method that records the "Mysterious Soul Yin Fire".

Since this technique is still on Xuan Gu's body, his statement can be considered a kind of pre-planned strategy.

Moreover, the key to pulling the cauldron lies in Han Li's Blood Jade Spider, so it's even more important not to break ties with him.

Qin Han pondered his plans in his heart, while Han Li on the other side remained silent with a gloomy expression, as if he was considering something.

"Then it seems I should address you as 'senior'."

After a long while, Han Li finally spoke, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and even somewhat calm.

"However, judging from your current state, you are nothing more than a ghost, a mere ghost king. You may still have some ability in this land of ghosts and grievances, but if you leave this place, you may not even be able to protect yourself."

Han Li changed the subject and snorted coldly.

"To put it bluntly," he said, staring directly at Qin Han, enunciating each word clearly, "you might not even be able to defeat me now. Let alone join forces with a junior to deal with a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Qin Han remained calm upon hearing this, showing no surprise whatsoever.

He had long anticipated that Han Li would question him like this. If Han Li had agreed to join forces with him without saying anything nice, that wouldn't have been like him.

As Han Li spoke, he secretly observed Qin Han's expression, but seeing that it remained unchanged, he couldn't help but feel unsure. Nevertheless, he continued:

"Furthermore, joining forces with a cunning old devil like you is tantamount to seeking help from a tiger. Such a risky undertaking..."

Han Li paused, his tone firm:

"It is impossible for me to do that."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Zi Ling and Yuan Yao were bound by chains formed from Yin energy, unable to move, and could only watch anxiously as the two confronted each other.

The two ghostly figures hovered not far away, seemingly waiting for something as well.

Upon hearing this, Qin Han snorted disdainfully.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart tightened, and he immediately became vigilant, keeping a close watch on Qin Han to prevent him from suddenly launching a sneak attack.

The emerald green flying sword in his hand trembled slightly, its surface shimmering with light.

The silence lasted for several breaths.

Qin Han suddenly raised his head slowly, letting out a chilling laugh, and said in a low, eerie tone:

"Since that's the case... then I can't let you live." Before he finished speaking, Qin Han's body suddenly surged with yin energy!

A vast expanse of pitch-black ghostly mist spread outwards like a tide, accompanied by a chilling, eerie laugh. The gloomy mist within a radius of several miles began to surge at a visible speed and rapidly converged in the direction of Qin Han.

Sensing the change in Qin Han's aura, the two ghostly figures simultaneously let out a sharp shriek, and the fluctuations of their yin energy became erratic, subtly echoing Qin Han's.

"Hehehe..."

Qin Han's eerie laughter echoed through the dark mist. "I kindly tried to discuss this with you, but you didn't appreciate it. In that case, I'll first skin you alive, and then seize your body. It'll be just as good!"

The moment the last word was uttered, Qin Han's figure suddenly became blurry and vanished from the spot!

At the same time, the two ghostly figures also suddenly sprang up, transforming into two ghostly figures, one black and one gray, and pounced towards Han Li's left and right sides respectively!

Upon seeing this, Han Li's pupils suddenly contracted. Without hesitation, he patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist and quickly made a hand seal, uttering a series of obscure incantations.

In an instant, tens of thousands of gold-devouring insects swarmed out of the bag, and a large number of them appeared in the air, transforming into golden and silver clouds that densely surrounded it.

At the same time, Han Li released his divine sense without reservation, and without saying a word, he raised his hand, and five or six cyan sword energies shot out from his sleeve, attacking the two ghostly figures that were attacking from the left and right sides respectively...