At this moment, a ray of black light descended from the sky, covering the white thick smoke at once, and emitting a huge suction force.
The scattered thick smoke immediately rolled towards the black light. Although the white light clusters struggled hard and wanted to escape, they were helplessly sucked away by the black light one by one in the end.
After a few breaths, all the thick smoke and light balls were swallowed.
The black light shrunk rapidly, and a crying soul appeared in a flash.
The breath in her body rose sharply, but she was a little unsteady and rolled endlessly.
"Are you all right?" Han Li asked, looking at the crying soul.
"It's okay, the ghost power contained in this desolate soul is too large, and it is full of tyranny. It will take some time to refine it." The crying soul said, and immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot.
Shi Chuankong and others also flew over.
"Fellow Daoist Han, I haven't seen you for a while. I didn't expect that your cultivation has reached this level, leaving us old friends far behind." A complex look flashed in Shi Chuankong's eyes, like envy, but also unwillingness, But more is admiration.
He has been cultivating hard in the Demon Realm for these years, and some crab Taoists, the Dao ancestor, assisted him, and added a lot of resources, but he could only reach the Daluo realm.
"It's just a chance for Han. With Fellow Daoist Shi's aptitude, he will soon surpass me." Han Li smiled lightly.
Shi Chuankong curled his lips and turned his head away from looking at Han Li.
Both Zi Ling and Jin Tong stared blankly at Han Li, speechless.
"What are you doing, don't you know me?" Han Li shook his head and smiled.
"I've never seen such an uncle before." Jin Tong laughed.
"Okay, don't be kidding. The crying soul is refining the ghost power of that wild soul. It will take some time. Let's wait for her." Han Li said.
Jin Tong and Zi Ling agreed and sat down beside them.
"With fellow Daoist Han here, there is nothing to be afraid of." Shi Chuankong laughed and sat cross-legged.
Han Li also walked aside and stood still, quietly waiting for the crying soul.
"Although I originally overestimated your strength as much as possible, now it seems that I still underestimated you. Fellow Daoist Han, how strong is your current strength?" The ghost witch's voice rang in his ears.
"No comment, you can do whatever you want." Han Li replied lightly.
The ghost witch laughed a few times, then fell silent again, no longer speaking.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and there were many ghosts and beasts attacking during these two days, but the wild soul did not appear again.
Surrounded by black light, the originally chaotic breath quickly became calm.
Another day later, the crying soul who was sitting in meditation suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a long howl. The sound was like a phoenix's cry, or a tiger's roar, clear and high-pitched, which made the nearby sky reverberate non-stop.
Shi Chuankong and the others all woke up with a start, looking at the crying soul.
I saw that she was surrounded by black light at this moment, and her aura was higher than before.
What's even more peculiar is that there are black lines appearing on the crying soul's skin, which looks somewhat similar to the bloodlines of some real spirits.
And there was a vague black figure behind her, I don't know what it was.
Seeing this scene, Han Li also showed surprise on his face.
That blurred shadow gave him a very mysterious feeling.
"It seems that the torture beast blood in her body has begun to awaken." The ghost witch's voice sounded again in Han Li's mind.
"Blood of the Punisher Beast? From your words, could it be that the Punisher Beast is a group?" Han Li's eyes flashed, and he asked via voice transmission.
Crying the soul is the matter of the punishment beast, he already knew it, but he has not been able to investigate clearly what the punishment beast is.
"Of course, the punishment beasts are a mysterious group in the Netherworld. They live in the depths of the Netherworld and rarely show up in the world. Back then, Pluto ruled the three domains with me and Xue Li, which is really unusual. The natal supernatural powers of the punishment beasts Extremely powerful and famous throughout all realms, Fellow Daoist Han, don't expect you to have supernatural powers at this moment, but if the crying soul completely awakens the blood of the punishment beast, you may not be able to stop her natal supernatural powers." The ghost witch laughed.
"Really? Then I have to wait and see." Han Li said.
Crying Soul quickly stopped howling, stood up, and said with an apologetic expression: "I'm really sorry for making Fellow Daoist Shi and Fellow Daoist Ziling wait for me for three days."
Although the crying soul has been cultivating for the past three days, his perception of the outside world has not been cut off.
"Fellow Daoist Crying Soul, you're being polite. Since we're going down the same road, we naturally have to support each other. Fellow Daoist Crying Soul has made great strides this time, which is gratifying." Shi Chuankong laughed, but felt very uncomfortable.
Han Li's strength is far superior to him now, and now it seems that the strength of Crying Soul is probably also superior to him.
That golden boy has never made a move, he is mysterious, and he does not seem to be a simple person, which makes him dare not underestimate him.
"It's been a long time, let's go." Han Li said.
The others naturally had no objections, and the group continued on.
With Han Li's terrifying strength as their reliance, the group of people accelerated their progress.
A few more days passed in the blink of an eye, and the group arrived at the center of the Hundred Ghosts Forest.
Along the way, although they encountered some ghosts and beasts, they were all killed casually. During the period, they also encountered another wild soul, whose strength was slightly weaker than the previous one. Han Li killed it casually again, and let the crying soul swallow it.
In the central area of the Hundred Ghosts Forest, the yin energy became more intense, and some spirit herbs unique to the Netherworld began to appear.
Han Li and the others didn't have this purpose, so they didn't bother to hunt for treasures, they just focused on their journey.
Near a mountain range in the middle of the forest, loud rumbling noises and sky-shattering screams sounded again.
The two figures, one black and one white, fought fiercely, it was the crying soul and the other wild soul ghost.
This desolate soul is similar to the two we encountered before, and it is also pale, but its cultivation base is stronger than the previous two.
The two figures are getting faster and faster, and gradually intertwined, indistinguishable from each other, and the intense black light and white light are intertwined, forming a bursting vortex.
The whole sky trembled violently, and countless slender white marks appeared strangely in the surrounding void, radiating in all directions.
The nearby forest was directly razed to the ground, and the clouds in the sky were also torn apart.
Han Li was standing above a giant tree outside the battlefield, quietly looking ahead, and did not make a move.
Shi Chuankong, Jin Tong and others also stood nearby to watch the battle, which was also requested by Crying Soul.
"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Crying Soul to be able to deal with a desolate soul alone." Shi Chuankong sighed.
"Crying Soul's supernatural powers specialize in countering ghosts, so it can deal with this desolate soul... The victory has already been decided." Han Li said lightly.
Before he could finish his sentence, in the black and white cyclone that burst in front of him, the black light suddenly exploded, suppressing the white light in one fell swoop.
A fuzzy black shadow emerged from the black light, it was the phantom that appeared behind the cry of the soul. At this moment, the black shadow was much clearer than before, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a huge black ape, which opened its mouth and sucked suddenly.
An inexplicable fluctuation enveloped the desolate soul in the white light. The desolate soul showed a frightened expression, turned around and was about to flee, but it was already too late.
Not long after it flew out, its head split open suddenly, and a ball of white light flew out of it, and was swallowed by the phantom of the black giant ape.
With a "bang", Huanghun's body exploded, turning into a thick cloud of ghostly mist and scattered in all directions.
"This is the natal supernatural power of the punishment beast. It seems to be an attack that directly affects the soul." Han Li thought to himself when he saw this scene from afar.
"Soul devouring... is worthy of being called the strongest soul attack technique." The ghost witch's voice sounded again, full of admiration.
Han Li's spirit was powerful, and he could feel the shock of the "soul-eating" attack brought to his own spirit, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.
His law of time has been mastered, no matter what kind of weird attack, he is sure to be able to resist it effectively, but the soul attack is an exception.
Soul attacks are completely different from laws, and it is difficult for the power of laws to interfere.
Although the power of his consciousness and the strength of his soul are far superior to others due to the soul refining technique, facing the soul devouring attack that is completely above this, it is not easy to parry.
While thinking about it, the phantom of the black giant ape disappeared in a flash, as if it couldn't last long.
However, the black light transformed by the screaming soul turned into a huge black vortex, emitting a huge suction force.
The ghost energy bursting around rolled into it, and a few breaths were swallowed up.
The black vortex shrank rapidly, and soon disappeared without a trace. The figure of the crying soul emerged, and the aura on his body increased a lot.
One after another, black spots of light appeared around her, densely packed, a total of eight hundred and thirty-nine, reaching the peak of Da Luo's early days.
Black lines appeared on her body again, much clearer than before.
Crying Soul looked at the condition of his body, with a look of surprise on his face.
Han Li and the others flew over and landed near the crying soul.
"You are so powerful, Tihun, what kind of supernatural power is that black giant ape phantom just now, it is a one-hit kill." Jin Tong said full of praise.
"Does it take time to refine it?" Han Li said with joy when he felt the aura of the crying soul.
"No, I don't know why, the backlash of the ghost power sucked into my body this time is not strong, I can suppress it, don't waste everyone's time, let's go as soon as possible." Awkward, the black pattern disappeared immediately, shaking his head and said.
"Is it because of the awakening of the punishment beast's bloodline... that's fine." Han Li nodded.
The group then moved on.
But not long after they set off, the ghost witch suddenly let out a light snort, his voice full of surprise.
"What's wrong?" Han Li asked via voice transmission.
"Good fortune, what a good fortune! Fellow Daoist Han, you go forward to the left!" the ghost witch urged.
Han Li frowned slightly, but he still flew there according to what the ghost witch said.
Although Shi Chuankong and the others wondered why Han Li suddenly changed direction, they followed immediately without asking any questions.
After a few breaths, Han Li followed the guidance of the ghost and witch, and came to a shady place in the shadow of a black mountain.
There is a pool of water here, and the water in the pool is emerald green, exuding an extremely strong Yin energy.
Next to the pool is a piece of gravel, on which a clump of unusually emerald green bamboo grows, shaking gently in the wind.
"These bamboos were the reason you were surprised before?" Han Li landed near the pool, looking at the clump of green bamboos.
These green bamboos are full of yin energy, but that's all, there is nothing special about them.