A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 180 Ghostly Mist, Sweep, Resentment
On Han Li's side.

As soon as I left the white light shield protection area, I felt the chill all around me.

Before he could take more than a few steps, the grayish-white ghostly mist surged around him and engulfed him.

"This ghostly mist... it feels like a byproduct of a magical artifact? It seems to possess a life of its own?"

Reaching out, I caught a wisp of it, analyzed it briefly, and quickly discerned some of the properties of the eerie mist.

"Huh? Such demonic methods."

"If an unfortunate mortal were to fall into this ghostly mist, he would immediately be entangled by it. In no time, his life essence would be drained, and he would become a withered corpse. His soul would become part of the ghostly mist and fall into the ghostly path, from which he would find it difficult to escape."

Once you enter the realm of ghosts, you lose the right to reincarnation.

Once the soul is scattered, there is no reincarnation.

"No wonder the more cultivators who fall, the more dangerous this place becomes."

"If that bastard Xuan Gu were to cultivate here for over a thousand years, go through the Void Heaven Palace dungeon three or five times, kill dozens or even hundreds of Core Formation cultivators and some Foundation Establishment cultivators, and transform all those cultivators' souls into high-level vengeful ghosts, wouldn't he eventually be able to surround and kill even Nascent Soul stage monsters?"

Although this place is not as vast as the space inside Rahu's belly, it is definitely a sacred ground for ghost cultivators.

Walking the ghost path in this place will surely make your efforts twice as effective.

Han Li's watch quietly condensed a spiritual energy shield, preventing the ghostly mist from getting close.

"Let me see where most of the vengeful spirits in this area are hiding?"

His divine sense spread out, vaguely sweeping across an area of ​​more than thirty miles.

The area that could be clearly perceived extended to several miles.

This made it impossible for a large number of ghosts and spirits to hide from him.

Even the ghosts and monsters that were extremely well hidden for those in the Core Formation stage were all exposed by him.

"found it."

Seven or eight miles away, he found several ghosts comparable to those at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and a breath later, he appeared in this area.

But the vengeful spirits sensed his presence and rushed towards him.

"Humph."

Han Li snorted lightly, and with a flick of his right sword finger, two massive magical hands, each tens of feet long, appeared from his side and immediately met the attack.

Before the evil spirits could realize the danger, he had already taken them in.

On his shoulder, a little monkey's eyes were already shining.

Its nose emitted beams of soul-absorbing yellow light.

In the blink of an eye, several ghosts entered the belly of the weeping soul.

"Next place."

With his divine sense projected outwards at the level of a great cultivator, he quickly found another target.

This happened more than ten times in a row, and the path he took became increasingly deviated, yet he captured more and more vengeful spirits and ghosts.

A hundred miles away, in a valley.

More than a dozen "soul-snatching flying spirits" sang in a group, emitting ghostly sounds that beckoned souls.

The haunting voice, like a woman's voice, is high-pitched and low-pitched, seemingly broken yet continuous. Listening to it will make people extremely irritable and restless.

Even a single one can put a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator in danger and make a Core Formation cultivator feel extremely troubled.

Moreover, what if we encountered such a group at the same time?
However, the next moment, these soul-snatching flying spirits, comparable to high-level cultivators, only wanted to flee and had no desire to encounter the young man in front of them.

Did I say you could leave?

Han Li stood with his hands behind his back, his divine sense materializing into a massive vortex that swept up the ghostly mist and the dozen or so soul-snatching flying spirits. Then, his powerful magical hand began to scoop them up, one, two, three…

Every time we caught one, we would feed it to the little crowing soul perched on our shoulder, smacking its lips and looking blissfully content.

Once these vengeful spirits are absorbed into the belly of the Weeping Soul's soul-absorbing yellow light, they will be refined and transformed into nourishment for the Weeping Soul's growth within a short time.

without any exaggeration.

For Ti Hun, each vengeful ghost at the Foundation Establishment stage is like a Foundation Establishment-level elixir.

Eating it would be considered a minor supplement.

The stronger the yin energy, the more nourishing it is.

Each high-level vengeful ghost is comparable to a pill for those in the Core Formation stage.

It is considered a highly nourishing food.

After consuming seven or eight Soul-Hooking Flying Spirits in succession, even Ti Hun felt a bit overwhelmed.

I subconsciously touched my belly, then let out a small burp, releasing a ring of small bubbles.

"How's it going? Are you full?"

Han Li asked, and the remaining few were sealed in pre-prepared soul bottles for later use.

"Coo coo, coo coo..."

Not yet, not yet, keep going.

"Okay, continue."

In fact, along the way, he had captured no fewer than two hundred Foundation Establishment stage Yin spirits and dozens of high-level vengeful ghosts and fed them to Ti Hun. Unexpectedly, Ti Hun, having absorbed so many Yin spirits, only seemed to be half full.

And how were so many captured?
Indeed, his sphere of influence is far too vast.

Normally.

After being teleported to the first level, the Ghost Mist Zone, cultivators participating in the Void Heaven Palace Trial only need to travel thousands of miles from their initial safe points along any of the multiple roads to reach the final destination.

If there are three roads, it means there are three possible destinations.

If there are four paths, then there are four possible options.

Walking along any of these paths will lead you to the end of a light curtain.

Once the cultivator arrives at the destination, they only need to touch the light screen to be teleported again. They will be transported to a secluded paradise that resembles an ink painting.

That's the real safe zone, the proof of successful passage.

originally.

Each group of cultivators experiences a different Ghost Mist Zone.

For example, Han Li, Bu Xu, and Wang Ning are a separate area of ​​ghost fog.

The three people only need to travel from the starting point to the end point of the selected route.

Each group of cultivators is separated from the others and cannot interfere with each other.

However, in order to feed the weeping souls, Han Li had already crossed the Ghost Mist Zone, which was no less than 30,000 miles long.

We passed through four separate areas where ghostly mist trials were conducted.

He rescued two groups of people on the side.

The three early-stage Core Formation cultivators and the mid-stage Core Formation cultivator who was in grave danger were extremely grateful to him.

Wherever he went, any vengeful spirits or ghosts that caught his eye would end up in the belly of the Weeping Soul.

at first.

He wanted to capture even the Yin spirits at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Later on, he didn't even bother to glance at anything below the late Foundation Establishment stage, too lazy to waste his time.

Only capture high-level ghosts.

Like a soul-snatching spirit.

Another example is Oni-Yasha.

Especially the vengeful spirits and vengeful ghosts that transformed from the dead cultivators who had reached the Core Formation stage.

These are the real remedies for the weeping soul.

These creatures have been accumulating energy in the Ghost Mist Zone for three hundred years at a time, their bodies filled with deep Yin energy, making them perfect for the weeping of souls.

"Whoosh..."

As soon as the light of his escape appeared, his divine sense spread out, and he took action once again.

This time, he no longer relied on his divine sense to capture it, but instead followed Xuan Gu's memories to find an old ghost who had been lying dormant here and embarked on the path of ghosts.

…Bu Xu and Zi Ling, who were originally following him closely, had long since disappeared from his sight.

The two of them didn't have very strong spiritual senses, and their perception wasn't far enough. They unknowingly plunged into a place where evil spirits gathered.

Here, there are more than twenty fierce ghosts in the Foundation Establishment stage, as well as two soul-snatching flying spirits and a three-headed ghost yaksha.

It wasn't that Han Li hadn't handled things cleanly enough along the way, but rather that he couldn't cover too many distant areas.

Some high-level ghosts possess intelligence.

After learning from the lower-level ghosts that something was wrong, they knew to hide and avoid confrontation.

The vengeful spirits that transform into ghosts are brave, but not stupid.

then.

When Han Li left.

The two were then guided by some vengeful spirits that had gained sentience, and plunged into this place.

Under the alluring ghostly voice, the two men's blood and qi surged, forcing them to divert their attention to deal with it.

The demon yaksha was comparable to a high-level demon beast; its three heads attacking were enough to make the two of them feel quite troubled.

What's more, there's a bunch of pesky ghosts and spirits getting in the way.

however.

Unbeknownst to them, on a cliff face to the side, a large, malevolent cat-like ghost, formed from the spirit of a magical artifact, and a humanoid ghost were eyeing them menacingly.

"What should we do, Fellow Daoist Bu?"

Although Wang Ning possessed the cultivation level of the early stage of Core Formation and had a decent magic weapon, he did not have much combat experience.

Once surrounded, he immediately panicked.

Bu Xu, who is nearly three hundred years old, has many methods and experience in combat.

But he single-handedly took on three demon yakshas and one soul-snatching flying spirit.

Where is there any spare capacity?

"We can't go on like this; we have to find a way to break out. We've made quite a commotion; if we attract other ghosts, it will be even more dangerous."

The question is, how do we break through this predicament?

Wang Ning's eyes flickered slightly, and she picked up a stone tablet in her hand.

Bu Xu's eyes also darted away.

Someone has to stay behind to cover the retreat.

But who will stay?
...

Han Li, tens of thousands of miles away.

He grabbed the soul of an old ghost.

"Trying to possess me? Humph."

Search for souls.

After briefly reviewing the old ghost's memories of this ghostly fog area, he simply gave the little monkey a delicious meal.

Tihun took a big sip, still wanting more, then looked at Han Li and licked his lips.
"Coo coo, coo coo..."

Master, is there any more?

I want more.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a good meal today."

An old ghost at the peak of the late Core Formation stage would be extremely dangerous for most Core Formation cultivators if not restrained by the Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning. Throwing it to Tihun only resulted in a small burp.

Actually, he didn't initially intend to feed this old ghost to Tihun when he came here.

He gave the old ghost a chance to voluntarily reveal some information about the Ghost Mist Zone of the Void Heaven Palace.

Unexpectedly, this guy wanted to possess him, who was only showing his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation.

Before his death, he was in the Nascent Soul stage, but his vital energy was severely damaged, and he became a ghost cultivator. His strength was at most one or two tenths of what it was when he was alive. Yet he actually thought of possessing a real Nascent Soul cultivator.

He doesn't have the habit of leaving hidden problems.

therefore.

After searching for the soul, it was fed directly to the Crying Soul.

And then.

"continue."

He learned more about the Ghost Mist District from Old Ghost.

This is especially true of the territories of some high-level ghosts and four or five quasi-ghost kings comparable to the late stage of Core Formation.

"Nearly a hundred high-level vengeful ghosts, and five quasi-ghost kings. Little guy, if you don't advance soon, I'm going to have a headache."

Han Li murmured, stroking Ti Hun's little head on his shoulder.

"Speaking of which, after I've so deliberately swept through the Ghost Mist Zone, will the first level of the Void Heaven Palace return to the low difficulty level of ten thousand years ago?"

Those mid-to-high-level cultivators in the Chaotic Star Sea who are expected to participate in the Void Heaven Palace instance, shouldn't you thank me?

...

The waiting space, resembling a traditional Chinese ink painting, was filled with anxious anticipation from Yuan Yao and Yan Li.

"Senior sister, it's been four hours already, and my husband..."

Yanli was equally anxious, but she was better able to remain calm:
"Junior sister, it's alright. With my husband's strength, nothing could have happened to him. We didn't even have much trouble clearing the mere Ghost Mist, let alone my husband. Perhaps he just encountered some fortuitous encounter and stayed a little longer."

My husband is a top expert in the late stage of Core Formation!

How could an accident happen?
another side.

Zi Ling appeared with a deathly pale face, while Bu Xu was missing an arm and looked ashen-faced.

The two remained silent.

Outside the safe zone on the side, large swirling wisps of ghostly mist surged. Just before the second day was about to end, and as many people grew impatient and anxious, Han Li walked in unharmed.

He looked completely calm and collected.

Not a speck of dust was on him.

"Husband!"

The two women were overjoyed to see Han Li, but they didn't lose their composure; instead, they communicated telepathically.

Wang Ning's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of emotion.

Bu Xu was even more direct, glaring at him hatefully.

Having lost an arm and suffering from severe exhaustion, he was practically crippled.

If I hadn't followed this person, how could I have ended up like this?

If the three of them had traveled together, they could have looked out for each other, and he and Zi Ling wouldn't have been in such a dangerous situation, nor would he have lost an arm to the Ghost King's sneak attack.

It's all that bastard's fault.

Sensing the malicious gaze, Han Li turned his head to look at her. Their eyes met, and Bu Xu subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Han Li, seeing Bu Xu's disheveled state, immediately narrowed his eyes.

What did you go through?

He sent a telepathic message to Wang Ning.

"We followed our senior..."

Stalking?

"Ah."

Being smart.

　Sorry for the late update today. I had some things to take care of at home and was busy all afternoon. I got back at 8 pm and frantically typed out this chapter.

　　Keep going, we still need to work hard for tomorrow morning.

　　Woo woo woo.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)