The originally retreating Evil Ghost Army, upon hearing that dignified voice from deep within, beca incredibly excited.
Is the Ghost Saint finally going to act?
"Haha... Chu Hao, you're dood." An Evil Ghost Commander rejoiced, directing the Evil Ghost Army to return.
The evil spirits also howled joyfully. With the Ghost Saint around, why fear Chu Hao?
Chu Hao's heart raced; the Ghost Saint had finally appeared. He bought the Yin Yang Order Protection Charm precisely to resist it. Otherwise, even with a hundred courage, he wouldn't dare co to the Netherworld Hell.
Chu Hao thought, products from the System are always top-notch. If not now, when should I show off?
"Who dares to stop !" Chu Hao shouted.
The Evil Ghost Army and Commanders almost stumbled.
What the heck!
Does this guy truly not fear death? Dare challenge even the Ghost Saint.
Yet soon, countless evil ghosts observed coldly, knowing Chu Hao was certainly no match for the Ghost Saint. They wanted to see how he would be killed.
"The Ghost Saint is coming; let's see how Chu Hao dies. He captured eighty thousand evil spirits; he's too wicked."
"No, killing him would be too easy. We should imprison him, let him witness the Yanhuang World being destroyed by us, the Netherworld Army. I want to kill his family, friends, and brothers." Said an evil ghost with a sinister smile.
These evil ghosts devised many ways to deal with Chu Hao.
Upon hearing this, Chu Hao's gaze froze. Standing atop a broken mountain, he stared into the depths without fear, full of confidence, and said, "Ghost Saint, is it? This Taoist Master never acts lightly, but once I do, even I am scared. Co if you dare to fight."
Chu Hao's fearless aura indeed exuded a bit of invincible charm.
However, the Ghost Saint couldn't be trifled with!
The Ghost Saint ca from the depths, carrying overwhelming Ghost Qi. Above the Netherworld Hell, a huge face appeared.
This face was shrouded in ghostly mist, obscuring reality. Chu Hao appeared insignificant, like an ant in its presence.
Chu Hao, hands behind his back, stood on the broken mountain peak, filled with enigmatic invincibility. Hearing the Evil Ghost Army wanted to imprison him, to witness the tragic deaths of his friends and brothers before him, his expression turned cold, saying, "Ghost Saint, is it? This Taoist Master gives you three chances."
"Ding... Host forcefully shows off, gaining 6000 Pretentiousness Points."
Countless evil ghosts nearly dropped their jaws; is this guy out of his mind to give the Ghost Saint three chances?
Even the Ghost Saint felt surprised; is this living person tired of living or truly capable, to dare allow three moves?
The Ghost Saint's giant face emitted a cold, abyss-like voice, saying, "To be able to defeat the Netherworld Army is indeed impressive, but arrogance will undoubtedly lead to your tragic death in the Netherworld Hell."
Chu Hao scoffed, "I've traversed the Netherworld Hell nurous tis. A re Netherworld Hell is no big deal. Can you really make die tragically?"
The Evil Ghost Army was speechless; where did this living person get such confidence?
The Ghost Saint's aura grew more terrifying, saying, "Then let this saint test if you are truly strong."
The Ghost Saint's mist-covered giant face suddenly opened its mouth, accompanied by a hair-raising scream, releasing a swarm of dense, black mosquitoes brimming with intense resentnt and decay, as if flying out from a grave.
These tiny mosquitoes sward towards Chu Hao.
Chu Hao was startled; thankfully, the Ghost Saint couldn't reach the Yang Realm. Otherwise, with this trick, it would be unknown how many lives would be lost.
At this mont, the charm exerted trendous effect, emitting golden light symbols from Chu Hao, dispersing these terrifying mosquitoes like holy light.
Chu Hao's tension eased, disdainfully looking at the Ghost Saint, feeling this was the true King of Show-offs state, saying, "Is this the Ghost Saint's thod? It's nothing much."
The Evil Ghost Army stirred; even the Ghost Saint's attack was ineffective against him?
The Ghost Saint's complexion beca stern.
Chu Hao maintained enigmatic composure, extending two fingers, saying, "You have two more chances. After two moves, this Taoist Master will counterattack."
Brother Hao, I've bluffed humans, bluffed ghosts, even bluffed myself.
Will a re Ghost Saint remain unbluffed?
Chu Hao was highly confident; based on experience, if the Ghost Saint doesn't make a third move, it must be scared.
The Ghost Saint felt infuriated; dominating the Netherworld Hell for ages, aside from the Divine Deity of Netherworld Hell, none had ever dared look down upon it.
Those mosquitoes were quite terrifying; once touched, both humans and ghosts would decay into ghosts.
The Ghost Saint resorted to another thod, its authoritative voice spreading across the Netherworld Hell, saying, "Ghost Curse of the Dark Forest."
The space in the Netherworld Hell trembled, and Chu Hao witnessed it exploding, revealing nurous pale hands reaching to drag him into the endless abyss.
Chu Hao was taken aback; wasn't this the sa thing that broke the Su Huansheng's seal technique?
Previously, these pale hands erged from the deep underground, breaking the seal, showcasing their power.
Surrounded by countless ghost hands, Chu Hao sensed a force approaching deep within his body.
The ghost hands tried to draw near but were blocked by the Yin Yang Order Protection Charm.
Chu Hao broke into a cold sweat; this ghost curse was extrely peculiar. Without the charm, countless ghost hands might grow on his body, draining him to dryness.
The Evil Ghost Army was thrilled; did they finally suppress this living person?
But as the torn space gradually settled, at that broken mountain peak, Chu Hao still stood unhard!
"This!" The Evil Ghost Commanders were frightened silly.
The Ghost Saint's pupils shrank, feeling sothing was off.
Chu Hao laughed triumphantly, his invincible posture shaking the Netherworld Army.
Even he felt this was the true King of Show-offs stance; past show-offs were child's play.
Showing off should happen on such grand occasions.
Chu Hao felt exhilarated; this was an unprecedented satisfying sensation, coursing through his body like a refreshing stream.
Chu Hao's face lifted to the sky, filled with arrogant fervor, shouting, "Who else?"
"Ding... Host astonished the Netherworld Army, successfully showing off, gaining 6000 Pretentiousness Points."
"Ding... Host astonished the Netherworld Army, successfully showing off, gaining 6000 Pretentiousness Points."
The Ghost Saint was baffled; to remain unfazed against the Ghost Curse, even Netherworld Hell's strong ones can't achieve that.
"What, what on earth is happening."
"Oh my god! He actually blocked the Ghost Saint's second move, and it's the Ghost Saint's Ghost Curse."
"Terrifying."
The Netherworld Army, which originally had absolute hope in the Ghost Saint, was utterly terrified at this sight.
The Ghost Saint was enraged yet apprehensive; this living person let it make three moves, now the second move was said and done.
If it were to act, could it really withstand him?
"How could the Yanhuang World produce such a monster." The Ghost Saint was annoyed in its heart.
Referring to Chu Hao as a monster, the Ghost Saint was genuinely apprehensive.
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