Chapter 1516: Dark River Divine Milk

However, Han Li immediately decided he didn't want any unexpected factors to disrupt his plan. With killing intent flaring in his heart, he directed his spiritual sense towards the Spirit Beast Bracelet. After an ape's cry, a black streak of light shot out from the void, heading straight for one side of the temple gate. Han Li himself flickered, emerging from his ethereal state, and lunged towards the other side.

"Ah!""Who's there?"Two startled cries echoed from both sides of the temple gate.

On one side, a ghostly wind arose, revealing a giant two-headed skeleton. On the other side, a foul stench erupted as a white-haired zombie with blood-red eyes materialized. This zombie had a pair of putrid-smelling green wings on its back.

A black light flashed, and a giant ape materialized. Without a word, it snorted, unleashing a stream of yellow mist that swept towards the two-headed skeleton.

The skeleton let out a strange laugh. Its two arms blurred instantly, creating countless claw shadows that filled the air, accompanied by loud "chi chi" sounds. This high-level ghost clearly had immense confidence in its powerful body, audacious enough to attempt tearing apart the Soul-Devouring Divine Light with its bare hands, unlike the white-robed woman who had been startled and retreated from afar.

The moment they made contact, the dense bone claw phantoms immediately disintegrated. The mist swept over them, instead enveloping the pair of bone claws. As the light flickered, the two-headed skeleton let out a miserable scream; its pair of bone claws, which should have been as hard as iron, instantly turned into swirling black mist. Greatly alarmed, the skeleton frantically shot backward, but it was already too late. The yellow mist flashed, engulfing the entire skeleton.

The skeletal body and the pair of bone claws spun, and like the mist, they mysteriously transformed into dense black vapor, which the Soul-Devouring Beast instantly inhaled. The beast let out a joyful cry and turned its head to look towards Han Li.

He saw Han Li hovering above the white-haired zombie's head, single-handedly pointing at the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain, over ten zhang tall, which suppressed the ghost below. Meanwhile, two ethereal figures in golden battle armor were withdrawing a golden spear and two long blades from behind the zombie. Golden arcs danced on the spear's shaft, which had pierced the zombie's heart, leaving the surrounding wound scorched. The two long blades were drawn from the zombie's back, and a layer of white light flickered, revealing that the putrid green wings had astonishingly transformed into crystalline ice, completely frozen.

Han Li did not allow the two shadow puppets to strike again to finish off the ghost. Instead, he waved at the Soul-Devouring Beast in the distance. The Soul-Devouring Beast paused for a moment, then immediately understood Han Li's intention. It leaped with great joy, reaching Han Li's side in a few bounds. It unleashed mist from its nose once more, transforming the zombie into yin energy and sucking it into its mouth. The beast smacked its lips, unusually excited, and vigorously pounded its chest with both hands.

These three ghosts were fierce spirits that had cultivated for many years in the Underworld River, making them a naturally great treat for the Soul-Devouring Beast. Han Li subtly smiled. As his spiritual sense stirred, an idea suddenly came to him. After carefully examining the Soul-Devouring Beast, he subtly moved and secretly gave it a few instructions.

The Soul-Devouring Beast listened intently with wide eyes, then nodded repeatedly. After doing a somersault in place, its entire body flashed with black light, and it transformed into a strange beast with a single horn on its head and electrified limbs. It was none other than the Underworld Thunder Beast that had almost swallowed Han Li earlier, though its size was now a bit smaller. Han Li chuckled and waved at the transformed beast. It immediately shrank to a few inches in size and shot into his sleeve.

Taking out the Taiyi Purification Talisman, Han Li slapped it onto his body. Once ethereal, he flew into the temple gate.

The palace consisted of a main hall and several side halls. Han Li directly entered the main hall. The hall was unusually clean and, apart from over a dozen thick stone pillars, seemed quite empty. Han Li paid no attention to this. His attention was entirely focused on a large, white-glowing hole in the center of the hall. He cautiously approached, stopped at the edge, and leaned in to look down, his expression shifting. The hole slanted downwards, its four walls curved and unusually smooth, utterly devoid of stairs or similar features. Looking down, a faint white light emanated from below, but the bottom remained completely out of sight.

After a moment's thought, Han Li moved, plunging into the hole. He drifted slowly downward. The cavern was incredibly deep; he had descended over a thousand zhang in one go, yet still hadn't reached the bottom. However, gusts of cool wind blew from below, clearly indicating some sort of ventilation shaft further down. After descending another few hundred zhang, Han Li's expression shifted as faint rumbles of thunder and beast roars reached his ears. Occasionally, one or two earth-shattering booms mixed in, causing the surrounding stone walls to tremble slightly.

Han Li's heart tightened, and he slowed his descent, his spiritual sense beginning to sweep downwards. A moment later, dazzling white light flickered below, indicating the exit had been reached. After his spiritual sense swept through, he found nothing hidden below.

Feeling relieved, Han Li landed silently on the ground and quickly surveyed his surroundings. This was another enormous hall, several times larger than the palace above, but its level of exquisite detail was a world apart. The ground was paved not only with beautifully intricate white jade, but the walls and ceiling were also embedded with bowl-sized crystals. These crystals emitted a soft white light, illuminating the entire hall in a grand and magnificent way. The spiritual energy here was also far denser than above. Colorful spirit flowers and herbs grew in two small flower beds on either side of the hall, each vibrant and radiating a faint spiritual glow, looking as if they had been there for countless millennia. Han Li frowned upon seeing them, immediately shifting his gaze away, uninterested. With his discernment, he could naturally tell at a glance that while the flowers and herbs in these beds were indeed rare, most were ornamental, with very few possessing true value.

However, Han Li's gaze could only encompass most of the hall, as the remaining portion was entirely shrouded in dense blood mist and wildly flickering lightning arcs. In a section of low air within the hall, clusters of lightning and blood mist intertwined, constantly rolling and exploding, as if fire and water refused to mix. However, the power of the lightning arcs clearly far surpassed that of the blood mist. If it weren't for the gusts of ghostly wind within the blood mist and countless green threads shooting out to provide assistance, the blood mist would have been utterly defeated long ago. Even so, the silver lightning arcs, amidst incessant thunder, conjured fist-sized thunderballs that, after oscillating in all directions, exploded, causing the blood mist to collapse and dissipate, clearly putting it at a great disadvantage.

Nothing could be clearly seen or heard within the blood mist, but it likely represented the combined efforts of Old Monster Dixue and others. Opposite them, amidst the surging lightning, two single-horned monstrous beasts faintly appeared, roaring incessantly, as if two Underworld Thunder Beasts were relentlessly unleashing lightning attacks. No wonder several demon kings working together were no match for them.

Han Li was secretly astonished. After gazing at the battle for a moment, his gaze swept downwards, and his pupils suddenly contracted. Directly beneath the battle, there was an emerald green pool several zhang in size. White mist swirled within it, and spiritual energy was abundant, with a faint layer of blood-red light seemingly emanating from it.

"Is this the Underworld River Divine Milk?" Han Li thought, his mind racing, but he didn't linger on the pool. He continued to meticulously search his surroundings for something else. Immediately, his eyes lit up. In a secluded corner of the hall, on the opposite side of the battle, he saw Yuanyao and Yanli standing motionless, as if in a daze. The two women's faces were blank; they seemed completely indifferent to the fierce battle not far away.

Han Li had seen the two women under such restrictions before, so he naturally knew their minds were still intact, though their bodies were completely beyond their control. He was somewhat confident in dispelling this kind of restriction. Glancing at the roaring battle that blocked his path, Han Li suppressed his inner joy and cautiously surveyed other parts of the hall with extreme care. He hadn't forgotten that other ghosts had appeared outside the black light screen and at the entrance to the palace above. There must be other high-level ghosts lurking here. He had no desire to be the "mantis stalked by the oriole" (ambushed). He would absolutely not make a move until he discovered any lurking ghosts.

His spiritual sense was quietly released, sweeping over all areas except the battle, but found no abnormalities. Han Li frowned deeply. After a moment of thought, a faint blue light flashed and vanished in his eyes. In such a perilous place, he dared not fully activate his Spirit Eyes. He could only use minimal spiritual power to quickly sweep with a sliver of his divine ability. As a result, he finally made a discovery.

In another corner of the hall, furthest from the battle, there was a faint green mist. Even under the Spirit Eye divine ability, it was exceptionally subtle, almost completely transparent. "This is the lurking ghost?" Han Li's heart tightened. After a brief thought, he risked flashing a burst of blue light from his eyes, wanting to clearly discern the demonic creature's true form. As a result, apart from faint black specks within the green mist, he also saw a spherical bead, like a crystal ball, suspended in the center and rotating unusually slowly.

The moment Han Li saw it, the spherical bead suddenly solidified and stopped rotating. A faint green light immediately appeared on its surface, then flickered and vanished. Han Li's expression changed, and the blue light in his eyes instantly vanished. He vaguely felt that the moment he discovered the spherical bead, it seemed to possess sentience and had immediately detected his scrutiny. However, he was confident that his spiritual sense reaction was quick enough and that he had decisively cut off his connection. The opponent would be unable to pinpoint his location. Even if the opponent's spiritual sense was strong enough, how would it dare release such a powerful surge to search for his location here and now? If it did, it certainly couldn't see through the concealment of the Taiyi Purification Talisman, and if it were too strong, the demon kings and Underworld Thunder Beasts currently locked in battle in the hall would probably immediately notice it too. He believed this ghost absolutely wouldn't make such an unwise move.

Indeed, a moment later, a faint, almost imperceptible spiritual sense swept past his standing position, but detecting no abnormalities, it moved on. Han Li's heart relaxed, and he truly felt at ease. But before he could even begin to ponder how to quietly take the two women away, a sudden roar erupted from the blood mist in the main hall, and the fierce battle underwent an abrupt change. The blood mist churned, then suddenly erupted with brilliant purple-red light. A burly figure rapidly grew in size, and in the blink of an eye, a twenty-some zhang tall purple-blood puppet hideously emerged from the blood mist, its body still rapidly expanding. Conspicuously standing on one side of this puppet's shoulder was a blood-robed figure with hands clasped behind its back.