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Chapter 438: Ghost King (Part 1)

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Fairy Zi Ling also heard the meaning in Han Li's words, and her pretty face turned even paler.

The old man stared at the white bones on the ground, silent. At the same time, his gaze flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Li looked around as if he didn't see it, and still analyzed calmly:

"Since even a cultivator nearing the Core Formation mid-stage has fallen here, it shows that the cultivation of this fierce ghost is absolutely terrifying. Even if it hasn't reached the Ghost King realm, it's likely not far off. I wonder if Fairy Zi Ling and Fellow Daoist Ge are mentally prepared for the possibility of being annihilated here. If the two of you turn back now, you won't have to take this strange risk. As for me, I still want to take the risk and try!"

Han Li's voice was very calm, but after the two heard this, they looked at each other.

After a long while, Fairy Zi Ling, who had pondered for a while, said resolutely:

"Senior Han! If I cannot reach Core Formation in this life, even if I fall into the ghost path forever, this little girl will accept it. I will not go back."

Her voice was extremely firm; one could tell she had truly made up her mind.

But Han Li could only smile bitterly in his heart and turned back to look at the old man.

Ge Li's face was uncertain.

After a good while, he said dejectedly:

"Ge's coming here this time was actually just to see if I could pick some Longevity Fruit. There is nothing I must risk my life to get. Since the danger ahead is so great, I'd better return the way I came. After all, being able to pass away peacefully is much better than falling into the ghost path forever."

After saying these words, the old man revealed a trace of shame.

Then he cupped his fists at the two, and without further hesitation, flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the mist along the original path.

Han Li watched the direction the old man disappeared in with an expressionless face, and didn't speak for a long time.

Fairy Zi Ling revealed a look of disappointment.

With one less Core Formation cultivator accompanying them, the danger in the ghost mist would be even greater.

"Elder Han, should we go?" Fairy Zi Ling looked at the eerie dense mist all around and said to Han Li with a forced smile.

Although she had spoken very resolutely just now, in reality, whether this choice was right or wrong, she herself probably didn't know. Therefore, her heart was also in turmoil at this moment.

Han Li gave a flat "hmm," but lowered his head to look at the skeleton.

Suddenly, he grabbed with one hand, and the "Fire-Warding Treasure Garment" flew into his hand out of thin air with a "whoosh," and then he put it into his storage bag without changing his expression.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Zi Ling revealed a look of surprise, opened her apricot lips as if to say something, but after thinking about it, she didn't speak.

And Han Li's next action made this woman even more surprised.

Only to see Han Li flick his finger, and a green sword light shot out, blasting a deep pit about a zhang in size into the nearby ground.

Then Han Li lightly flicked his sleeves, sending the skeleton along with the magic treasure fragments into the pit, and buried them.

Seeing this, Fairy Zi Ling's expression was extremely strange.

"Do you think my actions are a bit strange?" Han Li suddenly turned his head and said peacefully to the woman.

"A little bit?" Zi Ling hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully.

Hearing this, Han Li chuckled.

"The reason I buried it is just because we are both people on the path of cultivation, and I don't know which day I will end up as a pile of white bones myself. Since I encountered it, I'll just help out. It saves the other party from being exposed in the wilderness. I hope that if I encounter an accident, I will also meet a fellow Daoist who will collect my bones. As for taking this treasure garment, it's naturally because the dead can't use it, and it's a pity to bury it deep underground. I took it as a reward for burying the bones!" Han Li said slowly.

After Fairy Zi Ling heard these words, the surprise on her face gradually faded, and she fell into deep thought.

And at this moment, Han Li stepped forward.

Seeing this, Fairy Zi Ling looked at the newly buried mound on the ground, sighed lightly, and slowly followed.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Ling, how much do you know about the origin of the Heavenly Void Palace? Can you tell me a little about it?" Because there were only two people left, Han Li simply waited for the other party a little and walked side by side with her, looking very leisurely.

Zi Ling looked at Han Li's calm face, her heart feeling somewhat complicated.

The other party, who was only at the Core Formation early-stage, was still so calm in such a dangerous place, which truly exceeded her expectations.

But this also made her feel much more at ease! This meant the other party should have some reliance.

Now hearing Han Li ask this, she was slightly stunned, then replied obediently:

"The time the Heavenly Void Palace has existed in the Chaotic Star Sea cannot be investigated. It is only known that this palace descends from the sky to any corner of the Chaotic Star Sea every three hundred years, and it is mostly in remote and uninhabited places. There are many treasures in this palace, whether it is spiritual medicine, ancient treasures, or cultivation techniques, all can be found here. Therefore, this should be a secret palace specially built by ancient cultivators during the prehistoric times for some reason. So every time it opens, many high-level cultivators come to explore for treasures."

"However, there are many mechanisms and formations in the Heavenly Void Palace. The closer you get to the inner palace at the core, the more precious the things discovered, and the greater the possibility of encountering danger. It is said that the things in the inner palace are the true treasures of this Heavenly Void Palace. But to reach there, one must pass the three major trial levels ahead; otherwise, it is just wishful thinking. And those who can pass the three levels safely, apart from Nascent Soul stage cultivators, only a small portion of cultivators with good luck can pass. Therefore, for ordinary cultivators, the inner palace is increasingly mysterious."

Fairy Zi Ling said softly in a pleasant voice while paying attention to Han Li's expression.

But she was slightly disappointed; Han Li's expression remained unchanged, giving her a feeling that he was quite unfathomable.

"No matter how many treasures are in the Heavenly Void Palace, after so many years of repeated openings, shouldn't there be few left?" Han Li asked again nonchalantly.

"This is not very clear. However, the time the Heavenly Void Palace opens is limited, and every treasure is hidden incomparably secretly, so getting them is not a simple matter. There should still be quite a few! It is said that basically, cultivators who come here can find one or two, which is considered quite lucky. It is also common for cultivators to only pick some ordinary spiritual medicine and return empty-handed. This depends on each person's fortune. Otherwise, the treasures in this palace would have long been swept away by those Nascent Soul stage cultivators." Fairy Zi Ling said somewhat uncertainly.

Han Li nodded with a flicker of expression, no longer asking anything, but accelerated his pace slightly.

Next, the two followed the traces left by the black-robed figure for a full meal's time, and still nothing unexpected happened.

This made Fairy Zi Ling feel slightly more at ease.

Perhaps that fierce ghost went to intercept cultivators on other paths, so it was not here. This made the woman's hope rise greatly!

But this thought had just risen in Fairy Zi Ling's heart when Han Li furrowed his brows and stopped his steps again.

"What's wrong?" Fairy Zi Ling was suddenly startled, also stood still, and asked somewhat uneasily. Then she used her spiritual sense to explore the vicinity, but gained nothing.

"That black-robed figure is afraid he has bumped into that demon ghost, and they are fighting now." Han Li said with cold eyes and a cold voice.

"Then what should we do? Should we go up to help, or take the opportunity to go around?" Fairy Zi Ling hesitated and said somewhat hesitantly.

Han Li looked at the woman, knowing that the other party was mostly inclined to the latter, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.

This approach could not be said to be wrong. If this were not in the ghost mist, Han Li would have done the same without thinking.

But now...

Han Li shook his head, sighed lightly, and walked forward with large strides.

Seeing this, Fairy Zi Ling was stunned. But after a little thought, she still stomped her jade feet and followed closely.

After she chased for dozens of zhang, she vaguely heard the sound of magic spells exploding, and a kind of thin, low sobbing sound.

This sound sounded like a woman's voice, sharp, thin, and low, as if it were broken, making people feel extremely irritable and restless after hearing it.

And she only heard a little bit, and her heart and soul were shaken, with a strong desire to dance and wave her hands.

This made Fairy Zi Ling feel startled in her heart, and she hurriedly used her cultivation technique to consolidate her primordial spirit before she dared to wipe the cold sweat and look up.

At this time, she could no longer see Han Li's back.

Fairy Zi Ling hesitated, but after gritting her teeth, she still walked forward slowly with a solemn expression.

As a result, after she walked only a short distance further, she unexpectedly saw Han Li's solemn figure standing with his hands behind his back.

This made the woman feel happy in her heart, and she hurriedly ran over.

But before she could get close to Han Li, the ghost sobbing sound suddenly rose in her ears, making her dizzy, and her hands and feet couldn't help but dance wildly, completely unable to control herself.

The woman's face turned pale with fright!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 439 =====

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