The Immortal Physician's Transmigration: Miraculous Rejuvenation

With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, Ye Yuanchen and the others stepped into the mysterious forest. A thin mist permeated the forest, blurring visibility. The trees were tall and dense, their branches and leaves intertwined, almost blocking out the sky, with only occasional rays of sunlight filtering through the gaps and illuminating the ground.

Shortly after entering the forest, they sensed a mysterious force watching them. The atmosphere became unusually oppressive, as if countless eyes were lurking in the darkness, observing their every move. Ye Yuanchen signaled everyone to remain vigilant, the power of the five divine artifacts quietly circulating within him, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the mist quickly condensed into a group of ghosts of various shapes. These ghosts let out sharp cries and pounced towards Ye Yuanchen and the others. Wherever the ghosts passed, the air seemed to freeze, and a bone-chilling cold permeated the air.

Ye Yuanchen swiftly unleashed the "Spirit Realm Chaos Suppressing God Technique," golden sword energy crisscrossing and shooting towards the ghost. The sword energy pierced through the ghost's body, causing the ghost to let out a painful wail, but it quickly reformed.

“These ghosts are a bit troublesome; they seem to have a strong resistance to ordinary attacks,” Ye Yuanchen said.

Mu Wanyue wielded the Spirit Whip, its tip, interwoven with pink and seven-colored light, lashing at the ghosts in an attempt to disperse them. However, the ghosts were as invisible as the whip; the tip merely passed through their bodies without causing any real harm.

Lingyao waved her five-colored staff, and five-colored light burst forth, forming shields to protect everyone. At the same time, she tried to find the ghosts' weakness, "I feel that the power of these ghosts seems to be connected with the fog. Perhaps we can find a way to dispel the fog."

Lu Zixuan rapidly formed hand seals, unleashing a powerful sealing spell. Runic light intertwined in the air to form a massive rune array, attempting to seal the ghosts. However, the ghosts seemed to sense the danger and scattered, and the rune array only trapped a few.

Bai Youruo played the Spiritual Sound Flute, its melodious tune containing powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy. These fluctuations, like invisible threads, seeped into the consciousness of the ghosts, attempting to disrupt their rhythm. Under the influence of the flute's music, the attacks of some of the ghosts became sluggish.

During the battle, Ye Yuanchen discovered that the stellar power of the Star Crown had a certain restraining effect on ghosts. He infused the power of the Star Crown into his sword energy and launched another attack. Golden sword energy, imbued with starlight, shot towards the ghosts. This time, under the impact of the stellar power, the ghosts dissipated at a significantly faster rate.

"Everyone, attack with the power of the stars! They're afraid of that!" Ye Yuanchen shouted.

Everyone responded immediately, using their respective abilities to infuse their attacks with the power of the stars. Mu Wanyue's spirit whip, wrapped in starlight, lashed at the ghost, causing it to scream in agony before gradually dissipating. Ling Yao brandished her five-colored staff, combining its multicolored light with the power of the stars to form sharp blades of light that sliced ​​through the ghost. Lu Zixuan adjusted his sealing spell, the runes within the array shimmering with starlight, firmly trapping the ghost. Bai Youruo's flute music also incorporated the power of the stars, enhancing its interference with the ghost's consciousness.

Under the combined attack of everyone, the ghosts gradually became unable to resist and dissipated one after another, and the fog also gradually dissipated.

After a difficult trek, they finally found the forgotten temple deep in the forest. The temple was dilapidated, with moss and cracks covering the walls, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes of time.

As they stepped into the temple, an ancient and mysterious aura enveloped them. The temple's interior was dark and damp, permeated with a musty smell. In the center of the temple's main hall stood a colossal statue, its face indistinct, yet radiating an aura of majesty.

Suddenly, the statue's eyes flashed red, and a powerful force erupted from the statue, forcing Ye Yuanchen and the others back several steps.

“It seems we’ve triggered some kind of defense mechanism of the temple,” Ye Yuanchen said, gripping the Netherworld Holy Halberd tightly and watching the statue warily.

The statue slowly raised its arm, pointing at Ye Yuanchen and the others. A black beam of light shot out from the statue's hand, heading towards them. Ye Yuanchen and the others quickly dodged, and the black beam struck the ground, blasting a huge crater.

Will Ye Yuanchen and his companions be able to successfully fend off the statues' attacks and find clues about the "Arbiter of Light" within the temple? What unknown dangers lurk within this mysterious temple? Everything is shrouded in uncertainty, and their mission to protect the spirit realm faces a new and severe test.