Exorcising the evil spirits, clearing out the monsters.

  Looking up, the domain of Yama was gone.

  "You are dead!"

  A roar of fury rang out as the final figure in black robes revealed his face, which turned out to be the soul of a cultivator, not a ghost. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with murderous intent, resembling a vicious beast ready to devour its prey.

  Staring at the transformed Yama's Impermanence Domain, his rage soared to the heavens.

  The filth had been swept away, and the vengeful spirits were reborn—what kind of Yama's Impermanence Domain was this?

  When Han unleashed his power of transformation earlier, he sensed something was wrong. He had tried everything to maintain the formation's operation, but still couldn't protect the countless spirits in the mountains.

  Thankfully, the Yin Ming Rift was still intact, and there was still a chance.

  From the rift, more vengeful spirits crawled out.

  Could it be that on the other side of this rift was the underworld?

  Han released Anlang and instructed her to block the Yin Ming Rift, capturing every ghost that emerged.

  "Hmph, a mere Daytime Realm insect dares to bark here."

  Han sneered and flew towards the mountaintop.

  He had already figured out that this person was unable to move while trying to advance the Impermanence of Yama Domain.

  If that's the case, it was the perfect opportunity to strike!

  "……"

  You, a Nighttime Realm cultivator, dare to call me, a Daytime Realm cultivator, an insect?

  I think you're the one who's confused!

  With a sweeping motion, Han cast the Great Hand Seal, covering the sky and pressing down on the last Impermanence Hall cultivator.

  But the cultivator did not budge. A magical flag behind him lifted a protective light shield, keeping him safe.

  "Boom!"

  The rocks trembled, the trees cracked, but the light shield held firm.

  "With your incomplete Great Hand Seal, how could you break through the Yama Shield?" The cultivator spoke mockingly and with killing intent.

  "When the Impermanence Yama Domain is fully formed, it will be your death."

  Han frowned. No wonder this person seemed so confident; he had another layer of defense.

  According to him, it seemed the Daytime Realm could never break this defense.

  Han's spiritual power surged upwards, and at high altitude, he sensed vast battle waves that were terrifyingly intense, making him hesitate to approach.

  That was a battle of higher levels.

  "Lü Qingmo is a useless person. How could she possibly be a match for a powerful cultivator from the Impermanence Hall?" The voice from inside the Yama Shield mocked loudly.

  "When the Impermanence Yama Domain is fully formed, the Yama spirits will appear, and you will all die here."

  "You sure do talk a lot..."

  Han formed the Yin Earth Fire Seal with his hands. The nameless Yin Fire bypassed the Yama Shield and surged directly towards the soul of the Impermanence Hall cultivator.

  Yin Earth Fire—its power was unpredictable and unstoppable!

  The nameless Yin Fire ignited instantly on the cultivator, who began to panic, frantically trying to put it out.

  "The Earth Fire Seal? Lü Qingmo actually passed this technique to you!"

  The Yama Shield held firm, but that didn’t stop Han from continuing to attack the Impermanence Hall cultivator with the nameless Yin Fire.

  Though this man was from the Impermanence Hall, he had no means to counter the Earth Fire Seal.

  Originally, the Yama Shield had protected him, but now it seemed more like a cage that was trapping him.

  At a certain moment, the Yama Shield vanished, and the cultivator shot into the sky, attempting to escape.

  Once the Earth Fire Seal was unleashed, he knew he couldn't win and had no hope of holding on.

  In just moments, his soul had weakened significantly, and if he didn't flee, it would be over for him.

  He tried to escape.

  But a torrent of golden light, faster than his flight, enveloped him.

  Golden Light of Exorcism!

  The vast golden light covered him, even turning the nameless Yin Fire on his body into gold.

  Han immediately followed, his Peach Wood Sword slicing through the air, followed by another powerful Great Hand Seal descending.

  This Impermanence Hall cultivator from the Daytime Realm was much stronger than the person from the Three Yin Valley.

  However, because of the wounds he sustained while ambushing Zuo Tianzheng, he hadn’t fully recovered. Now, as he fled in panic, his natural disadvantage became even clearer.

  Before Han, this insect from the Daytime Realm had only one path left—defeat.

  The Yin Fire raged, the Great Hand Seal was mighty. Han poured all his strength into the fight, with no time to waste.

  "Invoke Impermanence!"

  Suddenly, the Impermanence Hall cultivator shouted loudly, casting a technique from the Impermanence Hall.

  Behind him, a terrifying ghostly mouth appeared, filled with sharp teeth.

  The ghost mouth opened wide and swallowed him whole, sending terrifying sounds of chewing along with the cultivator’s screams.

  In an instant, the mouth opened again, spitting him out. His soul was now faint and his aura weak, as though his essence had been severely damaged.

  But opposite this, the "Mouth of Impermanence" surged with power and howled toward Han, intending to devour him.

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  As the ghost mouth attacked, the cultivator seized the opportunity and turned to flee.

  "Where did this little ghost come from? A petty trick!"

  Han charged forward, his body enveloped in the nameless Yin Fire, now tinged with a rainbow of colors.

  Then, a faint dragon's roar was heard, shaking the heavens and earth, shattering all evil.

  The faint red light rose, cleansing the demonic energy.

  "Boom!"

  A violent explosion shook the earth, and if not for the semi-formed Impermanence Yama Domain, the mountaintop would have likely been blown away.

  Han rushed out of the smoke, directly chasing the Impermanence cultivator. The "Mouth of Impermanence" had already vanished into thin air!

  Running was just a slow death.

  Even recklessness was closer to bravery than cowardice!

  "Ah!"

  The Yin Fire surged, the Great Hand Seal overwhelmed, and Han went all out, showing no mercy.

  After a few more moves, the Impermanence Hall cultivator was obliterated.

  At this point, Han had already killed his third cultivator at or above the Daytime Realm.

  After slaying this cultivator, Han quickly placed the three main flags and reversed their positioning according to Lü Qingmo's instructions.

  The Impermanence Yama Domain began to show signs of regression.

  Just as he prepared to destroy the other smaller flags, he noticed Anlang’s head peeking into the Yin Ming Rift, looking around curiously, breathing in deeply.

  Han’s face changed. He quickly flew over and pulled Anlang out.

  "Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

  Then, Han realized something was off with Anlang.

  Her eyes were hazy, her face flushed—it was as if she were drunk.

  "Master...Master..."

  Master your head! You’re the master here!

  "Master, I felt something warm on the other side of that rift. The aura drifting out... I just took a few deep breaths, and now I feel so fuzzy."

  Anlang seemed to be a little sluggish, her mind not fully clear.

  Han immediately took her into his ghost dwelling.

  He’d finally trained a capable ghost, and he couldn't let her fall into the Yin Ming.

  Then Han quickly went to destroy the other flags.

  "Boom!"

  The earth trembled as the Yin Ming Rift on the mountain visibly shrank.

  The special formation, the Yin Ming ghost energy, and the barrier isolating the outside world gradually faded, relieving the oppressive atmosphere.

  The sky cleared, the land brightened, and everything returned to normal.

  The Impermanence Yama Domain was reversing.

  "Good, good, good!" A frustrated voice sounded from the sky.

  "I never expected that our plan would be thwarted not by a disciple of the Xuandu Sect, but by a Nighttime Realm insect!"

  "Boy, you are dead!"

  The voice rumbled, shaking Han’s soul force.

  This outcome had completely caught the Impermanence Hall cultivator off guard.

  They had dared to execute this plan despite knowing Lü Qingmo's existence, believing that Black Cloud Town’s defenses had weakened. They thought they would not be immediately discovered.

  When they were finally found out, they believed they could stop Lü Qingmo and complete the Impermanence Yama Domain before anyone could intervene.

  Who would have thought Lü Qingmo would bring along a Nighttime Realm cultivator?

  What were you doing together at this hour?!

  Han gave the sky the middle finger, mouthing two words silently.

  "Hmph, you're asking for death!"

  A massive force descended from the sky, only to be blocked by Lü Qingmo.

  "Lü Qingmo, I didn’t expect you to cultivate such a genius here in Black Cloud Town."

  "You even passed him the Earth Fire Seal. Seeing how fair and handsome he is, he couldn’t be your lover, could he?"

  "I never imagined that the once-promising talent of Xuandu Temple would end up nurturing a pretty boy in this desolate land—an old bull eating tender grass, how elegant."

  Han's anger flared as he heard the remark. It was utter nonsense.

  There was absolutely nothing of the sort!

  With a resounding wave of energy, another force erupted.

  "When the Mountain God dies, we will meet again," came a voice.

  A streak of light shot off into the distance. "By then, I hope you..."

  "Boom!"

  Suddenly, the heavens roared with thunder.

  Han's soul trembled, a deep sense of dread gripping him, making him wish he could immediately bury himself underground.

  There were many things that could restrain the soul, but thunder was the most formidable enemy. Even the vast energy of righteous qi could not compare.

  "Ah!"

  A sharp, agonizing scream rang out. "Heavenly Thunder..."

  Before the words were finished, a wisp of green smoke rose, and everything vanished—completely disintegrated, the soul scattered beyond recognition.

  It took a while for the feeling of heart-stopping anxiety to dissipate. Lu Qingmo descended from the sky, her face slightly pale.

  "Aunt Mo, are you alright?"

  Lu Qingmo shook her head. "I'm fine, just a bit exhausted."

  "That person must have held some rank in the Impermanence Temple, his methods weren't weak."

  But in the end, he had died by Lu Qingmo's hand, unable to escape.

  The thunder of the heavens swept away all.

  "You did well," Lu Qingmo complimented. "Two demons at the Sun-Realm level have been eliminated, and the Impermanence Yanluo domain has been reversed. This is a great achievement."

  The rift to the Underworld, at this moment, had completely vanished.

  The once ghostly mountain range was now restored to its normal state.

  In fact, thanks to Han's divine curse, the place had become eerily "clean."

  Looking at the graves scattered across the mountain, Han remarked, "This is probably a graveyard."

  "Most likely," Lu Qingmo responded, carefully inspecting the area to ensure no lingering threats remained.

  "Let's go. We'll head back first."

  The two soared through the skies toward Hei Yun Town, but along the way, Han suddenly spoke up.

  "Aunt Mo, I’m flying so slowly, can you take me with you?"

  "But..." Lu Qingmo started to speak, only to feel a warmth in her hand.

  She looked down to see Han gripping her hand, gazing at her with hopeful eyes.

  "Aunt Mo, please take me with you."

  Lu Qingmo’s chest heaved in response, her breath catching.

  She tried to pull her hand away, but Han’s grip was unyielding—an expression on his face that said if she wanted to break free, she might as well tear off his arm too.

  Such a shameless fellow.

  "Swoosh!"

  Suddenly, her speed increased dramatically.

  "Ahhh~!"

  Han screamed in terror. "Aunt Mo, slow down, slow down! It’s too fast! I can't handle it—I’m going to fly out of control!"

  As they neared Hei Yun Town, Lu Qingmo concealed Han's presence, ensuring no one would see him.

  It wasn’t that they had done something in the sky that needed to be hidden, but it was a protective gesture for Han.

  At the Taibai Martial Arts Hall, Bai Ruoyue instinctively looked up.

  "Eh? Why do I feel so strange all of a sudden?"

  She touched her head, feeling confused.

  Back in the peach grove, Han immediately turned to Lu Qingmo.

  "Aunt Mo, I feel... a bit full."

  "..."

  "You’ve got quite a bit of energy in your soul," she noted.

  "Yes, that's the power I was talking about," Han nodded.

  "I’ll take care of it for now."

  As Han began his cultivation, Lu Qingmo stood with one hand behind her back, a slight smile forming on her lips.

  What a thick-skinned guy.

  But...

  Lu Qingmo couldn't help but recall Han's performance during the battle in the Impermanence Yanluo domain.

  Even as she fought with the monks from Impermanence Temple in the sky, she had kept an eye on the situation below.

  After all, whether or not the Impermanence Yanluo domain could fully materialize was the key to everything.

  The combination of a powerful defense and attack technique—golden light spells—and a transcendental, calming method was extremely impressive. From the aura it gave off, it was clear these techniques were anything but ordinary. Their level was probably quite high.

  Lu Qingmo didn’t remember teaching Han these two techniques; in fact, she hadn’t learned them herself. How could she have taught him something she didn’t know?

  Not to mention, she didn’t recall when Han had acquired these techniques.

  And those things left behind after the demons had been purified...

  As she thought, Lu Qingmo fell into a trance, before finally sighing.

  What a mysterious man—he intrigued her, and she couldn’t help but be drawn into his mystery.

  She adjusted her breathing before leaving the peach grove.

  She had to head to the Ghost God Office to handle the follow-up matters.

  It was not good news that such a powerful force was lingering in the Hei Yun region after the demons who killed Zuo Tianzheng had been slain. This needed to be treated with the utmost care.

  Meanwhile, Han continued his meditation, gradually refining the pure soul energy he had accumulated.

  While the majority of the ghosts scattered across the mountain were weak and offered minimal assistance, there were a few with substantial power, not to mention the one comparable to a Sun-Realm demon.

  The results from purifying the world’s souls were quite rewarding for Han.

  Refining the pure soul energy was a breeze, leaving Han with plenty of time to consider other matters.

  "The Golden Light Charm at its small completion stage is indeed powerful—capable of protecting the body and dispelling demons. It’s strength would never have reached this level had I only mastered the entry stage."

  "The Pure Heaven Divine Charm didn’t elevate to small completion like the second Dao Fruit, but after months of cultivation, it has made significant progress. When paired with the Three Lights Blessed Spirit Realm, even Sun-Realm demons couldn’t withstand its transformative power."

  Han was quite satisfied with the power of these two divine charms.

  He had seldom used them in past battles, not because he forgot about them, but because there hadn’t been a need.

  Previously, the spirit opponents he faced could easily be dealt with by other means—like the Vast Handprint or the Earth Fire Seal, both of which were powerful techniques sufficient for most enemies.

  But different enemies and environments called for different responses.

  This time, in the ghostly realm, surrounded by vengeful spirits, these two divine charms were the perfect fit.

  They did not disappoint, sweeping through the enemies with the force of autumn winds, sending all demons and spirits to face the King of Hell.

  Truly deserving of the title "Divine Charm."

  As for Lu Qingmo witnessing all of this, Han was not the least bit concerned.

  He was ready to give Aunt Mo everything—no secrets left.

  Come, don’t hold back.