My gorgeous wife Chapter 1996 - 1964: Ghost Race

The spectral young man standing before him possessed immense power.

Truly, incredibly potent!

Li Chen could sense that the suppressive aura of this place was unlikely to significantly affect such an entity.

Indeed, Li Chen suspected the suppression here might hold no sway over the young man whatsoever.

Yet, he was a man who dared to challenge the impossible.

One must attempt things to truly know their outcome.

This principle guided Li Chen's life; even when faced with what seemed like insurmountable odds, he would still muster the courage to try.

It was this very spirit that allowed him to persevere in his cultivation journey until this very day.

No matter how many times he encountered peril and despair, he refused to completely surrender, always finding the will to attempt a solution.

If the path ahead is blocked, forge one yourself!

"Attempt?"

The pallid, ghost-like youth cast his gaze upon Li Chen. After a prolonged silence, he inclined his head. "Little one, your bravery is remarkable. However, if I were to eliminate you, it might immediately invite trouble upon myself. You are, after all, regarded as a being with significant potential by a certain great figure."

After observing Li Chen for a spell, the pale youth gave a slight shake of his head. "Very well, if you are determined to safeguard that item, then take it. While I am amenable, others may not be. Therefore, after this encounter, you should prioritize enhancing your cultivation post-haste."

Gazing at Li Chen, the pale youth emitted a subtle sigh. "Although your combat prowess is undeniably impressive, your cultivation realm is regrettably low. Should you fail to rapidly elevate your spiritual power, certain individuals may find it irresistible to act against you; at that point, you will truly grasp that all you rely upon is nothing more than ephemeral mist."

With his pronouncement made, the pale young man diminished his imposing aura and began to drift away.

"Just who are you?" Li Chen could not refrain from inquiring, fixing his gaze on the receding silhouette of the pale youth, intrigued by the peculiar charisma of this formidable individual.

From his words, Li Chen could faintly surmise that this was likely a remnant of an ancient era!

"Do you not already possess the answer?" The pale young man did not turn back, his spectral voice echoing. "You are correct; I am a ghost. However, in a distant past, I had numerous kin. Now, I am merely a solitary, wandering specter."

The figure of the pale youth gradually faded into obscurity, seeming to emanate a faint, lingering sigh.

This sigh conveyed a sense of profundity, transcending the bounds of time and space, a mournful and poignant lament.

"Ghost..." A sharp glint sparked within Li Chen's eyes at the realization.

"Ghost Race?"

Observing the departing pale youth, Li Chen felt a dawning comprehension.

The cataclysmic ancient battle had shattered numerous Great Realms, among them the desolate Ghost Realm, once known as the Realm of Destiny. The beings who inhabited the Ghost Realm had adopted the realm's name, identifying themselves as the Ghost Race.

While the Ghost Realm had indeed fractured, it was plausible that the Ghost Race itself had not been entirely annihilated.

Much like the Human Realm, which, despite its fragmentation, had reformed into countless pieces, anchoring themselves beneath the myriad Circles, they continuously supplied fresh lifeblood to the Four Great Realms.

What then, of the Ghost Realm?

Li Chen remained uncertain, but the appearance of the pale young man provided him with a crucial insight.

The sheer depth of the pale youth's power was immeasurable to Li Chen, even now.

The suppressive forces within the Regretless Mountain Range seemed to have absolutely no effect on him!

It was crucial to remember that this very location could exert significant pressure even on cultivators at the Dao Lord level; yet, it proved ineffective against this pale youth, a testament to something far beyond ordinary comprehension.

As the pale youth vanished from sight, Li Chen exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

Truth be told, despite projecting an outward readiness for combat, a deep-seated uncertainty gnawed at him.

Even when confronting a formidable Dao Lord, Li Chen could maintain his resolve, but when faced with the profound enigma of this pale youth, a true sense of doubt afflicted him.

"Enough. No need to ponder this further." Reflecting on the situation, since the pale youth had pledged not to pursue Tian Yi's interests, Li Chen felt no need to remain vigilant.

A cultivator of such caliber would likely uphold their word.

"Henceforth, I shall navigate this region independently," Li Chen stated softly to himself. "Perhaps, as he suggested, I truly must accelerate my cultivation."

Unbeknownst to anyone, at this precise moment, Li Chen forged a decision of extraordinary boldness within his heart!

If this resolution were to be revealed, it would undoubtedly shock a multitude of people.

...

"Secret realm!"

Netherworld and Bai Shi journeyed through the vast expanse of the Starry Sky within a Minor Secret Realm, their faces etched with profound exhaustion.

"Blast it all, how did we end up in such a predicament, and why does that persistent pursuer refuse to relent? Did we pilfer his ancestral tomb?" Even the usually placid Bai Shi could not help but let slip a curse.

"Uncle Bai, let’s put this aside for now and prioritize finding the path to the next level of the secret realm." Netherworld let out a sigh of helplessness. "We absolutely cannot delay him any longer in the short term, so our only option now is to quickly find the way to the next layer of the secret realm."

Bai Shi nodded with a look of frustration. "We entered the mountain of treasures but didn’t even get a chance to hunt for any. It’s truly vexing."

While sprinting, Bai Shi, consumed by anger, swung his fist at an unappealing meteorite nearby.

"Boom!"

Under the force of Bai Shi’s overwhelming strength, the meteorite crumbled bit by bit.

However, soon enough, a furious roar abruptly echoed.

Upon hearing this sound, dread simultaneously gripped Bai Shi and Netherworld.

Although they hadn't been pursued yet, they were certain to be caught if anything caused them to slow down any further.

As Netherworld had stated, they currently lacked the power to hold back their pursuer.

Having been in a constant state of fleeing and pursuit, they hadn't had ample time to recover their cultivation; managing to persevere until this point was already quite astonishing.

According to the established laws of the First Layer of the secret realm, any individual who breaks open a meteorite and unleashes the monster within will be relentlessly hunted by that monster until death, without any respite.

Even if other cultivators happen to pass by or intervene on their behalf, they will be disregarded, as the monster’s entire focus remains fixed on eliminating the one who shattered the meteorite.

This is a widely accepted understanding among all cultivators who have spent any significant time in the First Layer.

Yet, at the very moment Bai Shi shattered the meteorite, the monster merely let out a single bellow. Furthermore, as its gaze swept over Bai Shi, its attention unexpectedly shifted towards the rear of the pair.

The intended target was clearly present, yet it looked away.

This occurrence within the First Layer of the Little Secret Realm completely contradicted established norms.

Those in the vicinity who witnessed this prepared to comment on Bai Shi’s misfortune, but instead, they saw the monster vanish in a flash, charging towards the back of the two, leaving them utterly perplexed.

"What… is happening here?"