Originally, the Yin Fiend ghosts, fearless against the Azure Dragon Primal Chaos Formation, were overcome with an instinctive fear when faced with the rolling waves of Evil-warding Divine Lightning, and they scattered and fled in disarray.

However, the pursuit speed of the golden lightning was too fast. With just a few flashes, nearly half of the Yin Fiend ghosts were swallowed up and instantly burned to ashes amidst a series of crackling sounds.

Those who had been almost completely submerged by the ghosts were now seeing the light of day again, their faces filled with excitement and joy.

Especially Valley Master Fu, looking at Han Li's figure, his face frozen in shock and joy, could not calm down for a long time. Could this Fellow Daoist Shi be a Grand Prime cultivator?

Jin Liu and Su Anqian exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of shock in each other's eyes.

After Han Li's attack, his gaze remained fixed on the lead-colored cloud sea accumulating overhead. His attention was constantly focused there.

But at this moment, naturally, no one dared to hold any disrespect towards him.

Su Anqian followed Han Li's gaze and noticed the lead-colored cloud sea. A trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes. Just as she was about to say something, her delicate eyebrows furrowed suddenly, and she shouted loudly to Han Li, "Fellow Daoist Shi, be careful!"

As soon as her voice fell, a gust of wind whistled.

Han Li frowned and saw a huge Vajra pestle flying rapidly from the front, smashing down towards his head.

The Vajra pestle was condensed with Yin Fiend energy, carrying billowing black smoke. The tip was condensed with a ball of eerie purple phosphorus fire.

Han Li stomped on the ground with both feet, without any intention of dodging. He rushed straight up, meeting the Vajra pestle head-on.

His speed was extremely fast, almost instantly arriving in front of the Vajra pestle.

However, instead of using force to try to knock the Vajra pestle away, he twisted his body, directly embracing the rapidly falling Vajra pestle with both hands, and suddenly exerted force in his waist, twisting.

"Whoosh..."

The seemingly unstoppable Vajra pestle was actually twisted by Han Li, who redirected it back towards the Heavenly King statue, with his arms wrapped around it.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Han Li stepped on the void, treading as needed, making the speed of the Vajra pestle's return several times faster.

Seeing this, the Heavenly King statue hurriedly threw a punch to intercept.

Seeing this, Han Li did not pause at all. He directly activated the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Art, charging forward with great force.

With a loud "boom!"

The Vajra pestle directly shattered the Heavenly King statue's fist, splashing large pieces of stone debris. Then it pierced through its chest. With another blast, a piece of bright starlight shone out from its dilapidated body, blasting it into powder.

Another Heavenly King statue had already caught up at this time, and its Vajra pestle swept across towards Han Li, but he easily dodged it.

Han Li lightly tapped the Vajra pestle with the tip of his foot, flashing across the Heavenly King's arm. With his feet running wildly, he quickly arrived on its shoulder.

He grabbed the edge of the Heavenly King statue's helmet with one hand, swinging to its chest like a monkey, and punched down towards its face.

With a "bang," the statue's demon face was shattered by the punch.

The clay fragments on its face fell off, turning into countless pieces, revealing a huge hole inside, filled with an extremely rich ball of Yin Fiend energy, with two points of ghost fire flickering on it, trembling non-stop.

Han Li's mouth hooked up, revealing a smile. He reached into the hole and pulled hard.

A sharp scream, like a ghost crying, rang out. The ghost hidden inside the Heavenly King statue was pulled out by him.

Han Li dragged the ghost to the top of the statue and looked up to the sky, laughing loudly, "You are really patient..."

After saying that, he opened his five fingers, and golden electric threads surged out from his palm, directly blasting the ghost into ashes.

The dark clouds in the high sky remained motionless, but the ten red-robed ghost generals all changed their expressions, looking towards this side. Some of them were even furious and were about to chase after him.

However, the people of the Heavenly Water Sect, although unable to win quickly, were able to hold them back, preventing them from escaping.

"Since you still refuse to show yourself, then I have no choice but to force your hand." Han Li's eyes turned cold, and he roared.

As soon as this sound rang out, he pinched a sword seal and raised his hand to beckon violently.

The eighteen Azure Bamboo Cloud-flight Swords inserted on the ground trembled violently. With a clang, they all flew up and returned to Han Li's side, hovering around him in the air.

Immediately afterwards, sword light lit up around these Azure Bamboo Cloud-flight Swords. One Azure Bamboo Cloud-flight Sword after another emerged, counting down, there were actually as many as thirty-six.

The flying swords surrounded him, their blades trembling non-stop. One by one, golden electric arcs flickered on their surfaces, ready to strike.

"Go!"

Han Li changed the magic formula in his hand and roared.

The thirty-six Azure Bamboo Cloud-flight Swords received the order and immediately let out a cheerful sword cry. Wrapped in a blue light, they shot towards the dark clouds in the high sky.

Under the firmament, flying swords stirred up a brilliant sword light. Outside the thirty-six main sword bodies, countless shadowy blue sword lights were stirred up, gathering together to form a blue light sword dragon with an awe-inspiring aura, striking straight into the lead clouds.

"Awoo..."

As if a clear dragon's roar sounded, the blue light sword dragon plunged headlong into the thick sea of clouds, disappearing from sight.

After a moment of silence, a roar that shook the heavens and the earth sounded.

"Rumble..."

A dazzling golden electric light poured out from within the sea of clouds. Countless golden thunderbolts rushed out in all directions, turning into huge golden lightning whips, wildly sweeping and whipping non-stop in all directions.

The Yin Fiend ghosts in the square looked up at the high sky, all terrified, making bursts of wailing sounds.

The ten red-robed ghost generals also changed their expressions, their faces showing fear.

The natural suppression of Evil-warding Divine Lightning against Yin Fiend things like them was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Su Anqian looked at Han Li's figure, a strange color flashing in her beautiful eyes. On the other side, Jin Liu's expression changed, seemingly surprised by the strength that Han Li had suddenly displayed.

They originally thought that this "Fellow Daoist Shi" was at most a Golden Immortal cultivator with some good life-saving methods, but looking at the power he was showing now, he was obviously no longer comparable to ordinary Grand Prime Jade Immortals.

Han Li looked up at the high sky, his brows slightly furrowed. Instead of ease, there was an increasing apprehension in his eyes.

"Hehehe..." A strange, teeth-aching laughter suddenly came from the lead clouds in the high sky.

Ten thousand ghosts were restless upon hearing the sound.

"Welcome, Crow's Nest Ghost King..." the red-robed ghost generals shouted.

Su Anqian and Jin Liu's expressions changed abruptly upon hearing this name, and they said in unison, "How could it be him?"

Regarding their question, everyone else, including the Heavenly Water Sect members, looked puzzled. They had never heard of such a ghost in the Golden Origin Immortal Territory.

"It's him? Shouldn't he be staying in the Immortal Prison? How could he appear here?" Han Li was equally puzzled in his heart.

He was not completely unfamiliar with the name Crow's Nest Ghost King. Back when he knew Qi Mozi was in charge of the Immortal Prison, Han Li had collected some relevant information through the Samsara Hall, including some of the famous prisoners held in the Immortal Prison.

This Crow's Nest Ghost King was one of them.

At this time, the thick lead clouds in the high sky, which almost covered the sky, seemed to be boiling. First, there was a violent tumbling, and then they began to shrink rapidly, eventually condensing into a mass of pitch-black mist.

Han Li's eyes narrowed, looking at the black mist. He saw that it was as deep as night, and he could not see anything at all. When he stared at it for a long time, he had a feeling of being swallowed into it.

The Spirit Refining Art in his body quickly began to work, and his expression returned to normal.

"Boy, you're not bad. It's a pity that you haven't died yet, otherwise, this king could have reserved a seat for you in the Ten Halls of Yama. But things are impermanent, maybe you will die in the next moment?" A hoarse voice came out, and a figure walked out from the pitch-black mist.

Han Li fixed his eyes and saw a tall, middle-aged scholar wearing a Confucian shirt and a square scarf walking out from it.

His appearance looked quite ordinary, but there was a calmness peculiar to scholars between his eyebrows. His body was clean, without any ghost aura. Anyone who looked at him would only think of him as a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken. Who would associate him with the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts?

Han Li knew in his heart that this person was undoubtedly the Crow's Nest Ghost King.

It is said that when the Crow's Nest Ghost King was still alive, he was not even considered a cultivator. He was just a Confucian scholar of a mortal dynasty. However, after he repeatedly failed the imperial examinations, he gradually developed resentment towards the declining dynasty.

Afterwards, the mortal dynasty experienced natural disasters and unstable times. Crow's Nest took advantage of the situation and launched an uprising. The rebel army he led was invincible and quickly conquered most of the dynasty.

However, as more and more people joined, the number of rebels skyrocketed, and the supply of food and grass was severely insufficient.

In order to solve the problem of food and grass, Crow's Nest did not know where he heard the plan and used the method of feeding people in a maddening way.

As soon as this move came out, nearly half of the population of the dynasty became rations for the Crow's Nest rebel army. Dozens of cities were eaten by him, and the white bones were stacked almost as high as the city walls.

If it were not for the Immortal Sects in the area where the dynasty was located who could not bear to watch and violated the principle of not interfering in the world, I am afraid that more than one mortal dynasty would have suffered, and the neighboring countries would have been eaten up entirely.

It is said that after Crow's Nest was defeated at Greedy Wolf Valley and died, his spirit did not dissipate for thousands of years. He swallowed countless remnant souls and turned into a fierce ghost. His cultivation successively progressed from Core Formation to Nascent Soul to Transformation Spirit. He did not know what means he used to avoid countless major and minor heavenly tribulations, breaking through all the way to Void Refinement, Body Integration, and even Mahayana.

After that, he achieved the ghost immortal due to various opportunities and gradually cultivated to the Grand Luo realm, becoming a Grand Luo Ghost King. Because of his violent personality and bloodthirsty nature, he naturally caused a bloody storm in the entire Immortal World.

In the end, the Heavenly Court took action, captured him back, and suppressed him in the Immortal Prison.

However, judging from the current situation, this fiend was afraid that he had already escaped from the Immortal Prison, but he did not know why he was suppressed here?