Chapter 796: Swallowing Demons and Devouring Ghosts

All the pale white skulls shrieked, spitting phosphorescent ghostly flames as they charged directly at Han Li. As they rushed several *zhang* forward, countless golden threads appeared and swiftly flashed past.

But this time, something different happened.

After the golden threads swept past, although several fine cracks appeared on the surface of the skulls, they instantly mended themselves as a green light flashed, as if they had suffered no damage. The ghostly heads were completely unhindered and continued to lunge at Han Li.

Han Li was momentarily stunned at this sight, but then he understood. These ghostly heads were no longer flesh and blood; they had been refined into some strange yin spirit bodies. Though his sword threads were potent, these opponents had become intangible entities, immune to blades and swords, and thus could not be cut down.

However, Han Li showed no panic. He activated another magic incantation in his mind.

In front of the charging ghostly heads, a loud thunderous sound erupted. A golden net, shimmering with electric light, suddenly materialized in the air and descended directly upon them.

Since the opponents were ghosts, Han Li naturally didn't hesitate to activate the Demon-Repelling Divine Thunder within his flying sword.

However, to Han Li's surprise, as soon as these ghostly heads saw the golden net, they paused and showed signs of fear. But under a fierce shriek from the leading horned ghostly head, they all opened their mouths, and emerald ghostly flames, like astonishing long rainbows, shot directly towards the golden net.

Thunderous sounds reverberated as electric arcs shimmered on the golden net, instantly extinguishing many ghostly flames. However, the net's downward momentum was halted, as it was forcibly held back by the continuous stream of ghostly flames, unable to descend.

Han Li frowned, a look of surprise on his face.

If these had been ordinary ghostly flames, they would have naturally vanished into ash and smoke upon contact with the Demon-Repelling Divine Thunder. But these skulls' ghostly flames, though seemingly suppressed, were actually able to barely withstand the power of the electric arcs. This truly surprised Han Li. The Ghostly Luo Banner, proclaimed as the Yin Luo Sect's treasured artifact, was indeed no mere boast.

The black-robed youth on the other side, seeing that the demons within the banner could resist the Demon-Repelling Divine Thunder, couldn't help but smile and let out a sigh of relief.

Despite his outward confidence, he was equally anxious inside.

If the banner had been undamaged and the demons within it were at full strength, he wouldn't have been too worried. However, since the last major battle, the banner had not had the chance to absorb many yin souls for repairs. Now, facing something as wondrous as the Demon-Repelling Divine Thunder, he naturally felt a bit uneasy.

Now that his worries were gone, a grim smile spread across the youth's face. He continuously cast incantations into the banner. The several-foot-sized holes on the banner's surface instantly expanded in a green light to a diameter of about a *zhang*.

More skulls swarmed out of the banner, emitting various shrill cries. The surrounding ghostly aura intensified, and a cacophony of wails and howls rose.

With the many skulls in front holding back the golden net, the other ghostly heads flying out from the banner behind them rushed out of the sword formation without pause and fiercely lunged at Han Li.

For a moment, ghostly shrieks filled the sky around Han Li. Seeing this, Han Li showed no panic. Silently, he raised a hand and gently patted a spirit beast bag on his waist.

A black light shot out from the bag. After a swirl, it landed, and the light receded, revealing a small, entirely black monkey. It was the Soul-Cry Beast.

The beast seemed to have just woken up. It blinked its somewhat dull eyes, then twitched its large nose to sniff, and its eyes suddenly widened.

It immediately spotted the ghostly heads not far away and excitedly squealed.

The originally aggressive skulls, which had already swarmed within ten *zhang* of Han Li, suddenly froze upon seeing the Soul-Cry Beast. They immediately hovered in place, refusing to move another half-step forward. At the same time, the ghostly shrieks from their mouths quieted by more than half, showing signs of fear and hesitation.

The black-robed youth's heart sank upon seeing this. The golden threads of the sword formation flickered in and out, drawing closer to him. In his desperation, without thinking too much, he raised a hand, spreading his five fingers. A gray light shot out from his mouth and gently wrapped around his palm.

Instantly, five blood-soaked severed fingers dropped from his hand at the root. With several "thump" sounds, they exploded, turning into five streaks of bloody mist that shot out, and a moment later, flew to the leading horned skull.

The ghostly head's eyes flickered with yin fire a few times. It immediately opened its large mouth and sucked in all the bloody mist. Its body's ghostly flames instantly grew by about a *chi*, and a rumbling roar of fury came from its mouth.

Under its coercion, the other skulls all opened their ghostly mouths and again spat out streams of emerald ghostly flames, spraying them towards the Soul-Cry Beast.

Seeing this, the Soul-Cry Beast fiercely pounded its chest, its body enveloped in black light. Its form instantly grew to several *zhang* tall. It let out a snort from its large nose, and a yellow mist swirled out from its nostrils.

As soon as the overwhelming ghostly flames touched the yellow mist, they were immediately swept inside. The mist then continued its momentum without slowing, directly charging into the group of ghostly heads behind.

Wherever the light passed, all the skulls were absorbed into it without any resistance.

The remaining ghostly heads saw this and scattered in all directions in a panic.

Even the horned ghostly head's furious raging was useless.

At this moment, the mist reached above this ghostly head and descended directly upon it.

Seeing this, the horned ghostly head's eyes flashed with green light. Suddenly, a large amount of green smoke erupted from its body, condensing and taking form.

A two-*zhang*-tall, disheveled evil spirit with horns on its head appeared in its place. As soon as this spirit appeared, it immediately raised both hands, and a rumbling sound arose as countless dark thunder-flames flew from its hands, striking towards the yellow mist.

Silently! As soon as all the thunder-flames entered the mist, not a sound was made, and they vanished without a trace.

The evil spirit saw this, and its face showing fear, it turned to flee. But it was too late.

As soon as the yellow mist descended, it was instantly absorbed within, and the spot became empty.

The mist instantly flew back into the Soul-Cry Beast's mouth, then was sprayed out from its nose again. This happened several times in the blink of an eye, and all the skulls in the air were swept away. The black-robed youth in the sword formation saw this and was both shocked and enraged.

Although he knew that Han Li possessed a monstrous giant ape capable of devouring the qi of refined corpses, and that most of the Yin Luo Sect's bronze-armored corpses had perished in its mouth, he hadn't paid much attention to it initially. What he never expected was that this spirit beast could even directly devour the primordial yin demons of the Yin Luo Banner. Even the main demon had no power to resist, being swept into the ape's belly. How could this not fill him with horror and great fear?

If he had known that the opponent's spirit beast possessed such a magical ability to devour demons and ghosts, he would never have volunteered to come alone. And if the other elders in the sect knew of this spirit beast's powers, they would likely be restless. This posed a greater threat to their Yin Luo Sect than even the Golden Lightning Bamboo.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through the black-robed youth's mind in an instant, and great regret arose in his heart.

At this moment, seeing the golden threads were only two or three *zhang* away and the danger of annihilation was imminent, he could no longer remain calm. He hastily slapped his storage bags with both hands repeatedly.

Seven or eight treasures shot out from the bags, transforming into light clusters of various sizes and colors, and dispersed in all directions.

As soon as the sword formation's restrictions appeared, countless golden threads flashed. All the treasures were cut into fragments, turning into scrap metal and falling to the ground.

The youth's face instantly turned pale and bloodless.

In his utter disarray, he no longer cared about any sect-treasured artifacts. He suddenly reached out and beckoned the Ghostly Luo Banner before him; it transformed into a black light and was drawn into his hand. Then, gritting his teeth, he held the banner in both hands, and his body spun rapidly in place. Man and banner merged into one, turning into a chilling green mist that suddenly shot towards the sky, piercing through the air.

He now only hoped that the power of this sect-treasured artifact could temporarily resist the sword formation's restrictive attacks and help him escape.

Otherwise, given the power of this sword formation, staying there would only lead to a dead end.

Han Li saw this situation and knew that his opponent was likely at the end of his rope, resorting to desperate measures. With a thought from his divine sense, he opened his mouth, and a golden electric ball shot out.

As soon as this golden ball left his mouth, it immediately shot into the sky and exploded.

A huge golden net descended from above, enveloping an area of several dozen *zhang*.

At this moment, the yin mist, into which the black-robed youth had transformed, was trapped by numerous golden threads at the edge of the sword formation. Over a hundred golden threads interwove and shimmered outside the yin mist. Each flash inevitably sliced away a portion of the mist, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of his protective mist was gone.

The yin mist darted about frantically, trying to escape. Unfortunately, the surrounding golden threads were too numerous and dense, leaving no path to escape. If it crashed into them, it was immediately blocked and repelled by over a dozen golden threads at once.

The black-robed youth was completely engaged in a desperate struggle.

"Do you really intend to annihilate me completely? Do you no longer want the method to unseal the Soul Sealing Curse?" As only a thin layer of yin mist remained, the youth's angry, desperate shout came from within.

"Don't worry," Han Li said indifferently, his expression calm. "I will find out everything I want to know from your Nascent Soul."

"You want to use soul-searching? Dream on! Ah..." In his fear and panic, the youth only managed to utter two more sentences before his protective yin mist was finally sliced away by the golden threads. After a tragic scream, his body was instantly shredded into countless pieces by the golden threads. Only a ball of green light, enveloping his Nascent Soul, shot out, seizing the opportunity.

But outside, a golden net formed by the Demon-Repelling Divine Thunder had already been laid. Han Li uttered the word "Collect" and pointed a finger at the golden net. The huge golden net immediately began to shrink.

The youth's Nascent Soul struggled frantically within the net. Upon touching the golden net, electric arcs flashed, causing it to scream in agony. There was simply no escape.

"If you want to use soul-searching, I'll self-destruct my Nascent Soul! I won't let you succeed!" A thin, sharp shriek suddenly came from the Nascent Soul, filled with extreme malice.

"Self-destruct Nascent Soul!" Han Li frowned. The golden net paused instantly, stopping its shrinkage.

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul was overjoyed and hastily shrieked again:

"If you let my Nascent Soul go, I will tell you the method to unseal it, allowing you to rescue your dual cultivation partner. Otherwise, I'm going to die anyway, with no other way out, and I will absolutely not let you get the method."

Han Li said nothing, but his gaze flickered, uncertain, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. But just then, a light appeared above the Nascent Soul. A purple net suddenly cast down, instantly enveloping the Nascent Soul and immediately contracting tightly around it.

And at the same time, white light flickered behind the Nascent Soul, and Yin Yue's figure silently appeared there.

Her red lips parted, and a cloud of pink fragrant mist shot out from her mouth. At the same time, she flicked her ten fingers in succession, and over a dozen silver lights shot out.