As for these Zhans, Zhao Han merely glanced at them with curiosity before looking into the distance.
The destination of this endless crowd of Zhans was a mysterious golden tower with no visible levels.
Countless Zhans turned into streaks of black light and were forcibly sucked in through the tower's base.
At the very top of the golden tower, a pillar of golden light was constantly shooting toward the highest reaches of the Nine Nether.
Seeing so many Zhans watching him, Zhao Han quickly asked:
"System, I have no power at all right now. What should I do if I run into danger?"
[Don't you have the Ghostly Path?]
"Right, the Ghostly Path!" Zhao Han suddenly realized.
Ignoring the crowd of Zhans, Zhao Han quickly moved upward.
By contrast, many of the Zhans saw Zhao Han's ghost soul flying and wore looks of surprise and envy.
They were surprised because Zhao Han had come from below.
Wasn't the lowest level a place where ghosts and Zhans were devoured?
Any ghost or Zhan that dared go down there would vanish without a trace, unable even to be reborn.
They were envious, naturally, because he could still be a ghost.
Actually, a person had three lives.
One was while they were alive.
One was after they died and became a ghost.
The third was the life they had in the Nine Nether.
Being a ghost didn't mean one was completely dead. Only when a ghost died again and became a Zhan was it truly dead.
After dying twice in the mortal world, there was still one more chance to live in the underworld.
Even if someone had been a Martial Emperor or even a Great Emperor in life, even if they had been a mighty warrior who reigned for a