"That may be true, but from what I know, this Hundred Ghost Forest is exceptionally dangerous. We aren't familiar with it, so isn't it too risky to cross it rashly?" Shi Chuankong said with a frown.

"How much information do you have about this Hundred Ghost Forest, Fellow Daoist Shi?" Han Li asked.

"I don't know much either, but it is said that there are many Desolate Souls within the Hundred Ghost Forest, which are extremely troublesome," Shi Chuankong said.

"What exactly are Desolate Souls?" Han Li inquired.

Ti Hun, Jin Tong, and Zi Ling also looked at Shi Chuankong, clearly hearing this term for the first time.

"The reincarnation of souls is limited to a certain number of times, but it's not absolute. Some souls are naturally gifted, or due to some special reason, even if they exceed the number of times, they still don't dissipate into the world. After a long period of time, they gradually evolve into Desolate Souls. Although Desolate Souls are also souls, they have no reason whatsoever, leaving only the desire to kill, making them quite difficult to deal with. This Hundred Ghost Forest has become the best place for Desolate Souls to wander and gather because of its special environment, making it extremely dangerous," Shi Chuankong said in a deep voice.

"No matter how powerful Desolate Souls are, they are still souls after all. I think they shouldn't be too difficult to deal with, certainly better than facing some large Underworld clans," Ti Hun said.

"I think so too. With Ti Hun here, these ghosts and spirits are nothing," Jin Tong also said.

"Since the three of you think it's better to go through the Hundred Ghost Forest, then let's take this route," Shi Chuankong said, nodding without saying anything more.

"In that case, let's set off now," Han Li said.

Having decided, they immediately flew into the Hundred Ghost Forest.

The light in the forest was dim, and mist lingered, making it difficult to see beyond a few dozen feet. Fortunately, their spiritual senses could extend freely, so the group was not greatly affected.

With their strong cultivations, the group moved through the unfamiliar forest like elusive shadows.

Han Li flew in the lead, his eyes gleaming with a purple-black light, closely monitoring everything around him.

Suddenly, a black light shot out from the nearby dense forest. It was a small, jet-black, two-headed snake, biting at his calf with lightning speed.

However, a golden light flashed beside Han Li. A golden thread flashed past, and the entire body of the two-headed snake was split in half from the middle. Black blood splattered, landing on the nearby ground, which immediately hissed and emitted green smoke.

The two halves of the black snake's corpse writhed a few times before becoming still.

By this time, Han Li and the others had already disappeared ahead.

"It seems that there are not only Desolate Souls in this Hundred Ghost Forest, but also many ferocious ghost beasts. The poison contained in their bodies would probably not be good for us if we were to be poisoned. Everyone, be careful," Shi Chuankong said, following closely beside Han Li and glancing back.

Everyone else nodded with solemn expressions.

Having just entered the forest, they had already encountered such a dangerous situation. Who knew how many more dangers lay deeper within?

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

The group gradually penetrated deeper into the Hundred Ghost Forest, encountering more and more ghost beasts, some even in groups and with cultivations reaching the Taiyi Realm.

The group avoided them whenever possible, but when it was unavoidable, they joined forces to eliminate them with swift and decisive measures to avoid causing larger-scale troubles.

One day, more than half a month later.

A series of loud noises echoed near a black river, with roars and shrieks intertwined, reverberating for thousands of miles.

However, the loud noises soon subsided, and the surroundings returned to silence.

The area around the river was a mess, with several huge cracks in the ground extending for tens of miles and many huge, smoking pits.

Han Li and the others stood by the river, surrounded by a large number of black wolf-shaped ghost beasts, nearly ten thousand in number, lying dead.

These wolf-shaped ghost beasts were seventy or eighty feet long, stout in size, covered in black bristles, and with long fangs in their mouths, looking extremely ferocious.

However, the bodies of these wolf-shaped ghost beasts were either cut in half or had their heads and chests pierced, all of them having fallen. Black blood dripped.

The blood of these wolf-shaped ghost beasts was also highly corrosive, and the nearby ground had turned black, as if scorched by fire.

Among the group, Han Li, Ti Hun, and Shi Chuankong looked as usual, but Zi Ling and Jin Tong's faces were slightly pale.

These wolf-shaped ghost beasts were not weak, especially since they could also use a powerful Divine Soul attack. Coupled with their astonishing numbers, Zi Ling and Jin Tong, whose Divine Souls were not strong, suffered some damage.

"Are you alright?" Han Li looked at the two of them.

"I'm fine," Jin Tong said with a forced smile.

Zi Ling took a deep breath and shook her head.

"These ghost beasts' Divine Soul attacks are nothing. According to the records, the Divine Soul attacks of those Desolate Souls are truly powerful. We should still be on the periphery of the Hundred Ghost Forest, so we haven't encountered Desolate Souls. If we continue to go deeper, we will encounter them soon. If you can't hold on by then, don't force yourselves," Shi Chuankong also said.

Zi Ling and Jin Tong did not try to be brave and nodded in agreement.

The group did not stay here for long and soon continued on their way.

"Zi Ling, I didn't have time to ask before, how have you been in the Demon Domain these past few years?" Han Li approached Zi Ling and asked.

"I'm fine. With Senior Xie and Fellow Daoist Shi taking care of me, I haven't suffered these past few years. I've just been cultivating hard every day," Zi Ling replied.

"Speaking of cultivation, it hasn't even been a thousand years since I left the Demon Domain, and your cultivation has actually been able to improve to this level, which is truly astonishing," Han Li said.

"This is all thanks to Senior Xie. He set up a special space where cultivation progresses extremely quickly... Moreover, the things you left me back then have also been very helpful to my cultivation," Zi Ling said.

"Fellow Daoist Xie..." Han Li murmured.

With Xie Daoren, this Demon Clan Dao Ancestor Realm existence, helping Zi Ling improve her cultivation, it was naturally not difficult.

"How is Fellow Daoist Xie now? Is he still in the Jilin Void Realm?" After a while, Han Li continued to ask.

"Senior Xie..." Zi Ling was about to answer when Han Li suddenly raised his hand to stop her.

His expression froze, and he looked towards the front, his flying figure also stopping.

Shi Chuankong, Ti Hun, and the others also stopped, their expressions extremely serious.

Zi Ling also hurriedly looked forward, her pretty face changing.

A ghastly white mist appeared in the forest ahead, drifting quickly towards the group. As it passed, a layer of frost condensed on the ground and trees.

An incomparably fierce aura emanated from the depths of the white mist. Even though those present were mostly Grand Luo existences, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's a Desolate Soul... and this Desolate Soul is no small matter, at least tens of millions of years old. Everyone, be careful!" Shi Chuankong said in a deep voice.

Before he could finish speaking, the white mist in front of them suddenly churned violently, and countless white Yin winds surged out of it, instantly transforming into a huge white storm.

The nearby forest was instantly swallowed by the white storm, exploding into powder, and the ground was also scraped off a deep layer.

The white storm swept towards the group like a tsunami, and even more ghostly wails came from within, extremely piercing.

Upon hearing this sound, Shi Chuankong's Divine Soul in his mind began to fluctuate uncontrollably, and the demonic Qi in his body also began to run amok. The protective spiritual light on his body quickly dimmed.

His expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly shot backwards while suppressing the abnormalities of his Divine Soul with all his strength.

Ti Hun, Jin Tong, and the others heard the ghostly wails, and their Divine Souls also fluctuated immediately, hurriedly flying backwards.

But in the howling Yin wind in front, a golden light suddenly shone brightly. Han Li did not retreat with the others, shrouded in a layer of golden halo, staring at the white storm that was howling towards him, his eyes flashing with waves of purple-black light.

"Master!" Seeing this scene, Ti Hun was immediately anxious. She immediately stopped her figure and was about to turn back.

"Wait, Uncle is not an impulsive person. He must have his own reasons for doing this. And it's just one Desolate Soul, Uncle will definitely be able to deal with it," Jin Tong grabbed Ti Hun.

Seeing Han Li's actions, Zi Ling also stopped, her face showing worry.

The white storm instantly rushed in front of Han Li, covering him head-on, as if a giant mouth, swallowing Han Li in one gulp.

Han Li stood motionless, the golden light on his body not dimming but strengthening, forming a layer of golden haze in front of him, blocking the white storm.

With a muffled "boom"!

The white storm paused a few feet away from the golden haze, stopped by these golden rays of light, unable to get closer at all.

"Roar!" An earth-shattering roar came from the depths of the white storm.

A violent killing intent surged over. The intensity of this invisible killing intent made even Shi Chuankong and others standing in the distance couldn't help but change their expressions and shiver.

"Foolish! It was so easy to hide the true body, but you actually exposed your might by making a sound yourself," Han Li didn't seem to feel anything, and snorted coldly.

His right hand bloomed with dazzling golden light, and he tapped the void.

A golden rainbow shot out from his hand, like lightning, disappearing into the white storm.

The rolling white storm suddenly stopped, and then with a "boom," it suddenly exploded, turning into scattered mist in the sky and dissipating.

A huge white ghost appeared. This ghost was hundreds of feet tall, but its body was thin and long, like a bamboo pole.

The ghost's tall and thin body was draped in a long white robe, trailing behind him. His two hands had long nails, and the tongue in his mouth was very long, constantly flicking in front of him, very similar to the hanging ghost in folk ballads.

An immense amount of ghost Qi emanated from the white ghost's body, far surpassing Shi Chuankong, Ti Hun, and others, and was not much different from Xue Li back then.

At this moment, the white ghost's chest was pierced by a golden rainbow, leaving a large hole.

The ghost looked down at the large hole in its chest, a look of disbelief appearing on its ghostly face.

The distant Shi Chuankong and others also showed looks of disbelief.

Han Li raised his arm, and the golden rainbow drew a line from bottom to top.

With a "chi la" sound, the upper half of the white ghost's body was instantly split in half, and then the entire body exploded, turning into a large cloud of white smoke, flying in all directions.

In the thick smoke, one could vaguely see ghostly white light clusters, each emitting amazing ghost Qi fluctuations, like living things, scurrying around.