Lin stood on the sedan chair, those snow‑white, straight long legs were really tempting, enchanting like a Witch statue.
Lin said, "Ti’s running out."
The Ghost Saint was very conceited, and said coldly, "No need for you to say it. Since this Amulet can’t be broken, then throw him into the Netherworld and let him live or die on his own."
Chu Hao cursed in his heart, then turned around and ran.
The Ghost Saint almost instantly cast a Ghost Technique.
"Ghost Technique, Netherworld Road."
"Boom!"
Above the Netherworld Hell, a deafening roar exploded. Looking up, a huge rift appeared in the sky, and a golden waterfall poured down from the heavens, crashing toward Chu Hao.
Chu Hao imdiately felt a wave of icy Yin Qi sweep over. If not for the Amulet, just touching that golden waterfall would probably have frozen him to death.
Right after, Chu Hao noticed his body was falling, as if he had dropped into an abyss, plumting endlessly.
When the pressure of the falling waterfall disappeared, Chu Hao finally realized he was already on a desolate reef island.
All around was golden river water, flowing with frigid mist.
Chu Hao’s head ached like crazy. This Yellow River with no visible shore—could it be the legendary Netherworld!
"I really fell into the Netherworld." Chu Hao was helpless.
Right now he was on a lonely little island, but he didn’t know where in the Netherworld he was. This place was too vast; all around was Netherworld Water.
Chu Hao’s head throbbed. That woman Lin had shown up way too tily; otherwise, how could the Ghost Saint have seen that he had an Amulet on him?
The Netherworld Army would definitely have retreated too.
Chu Hao discovered the Yin Yang Order Protection Charm was shielding him, blocking the Netherworld Yin Qi outside. This Yin Qi was terrifying; without the Amulet, even ten thousand Chu Haos wouldn’t be enough.
Reasonable enough.
After all, he was a living person, and the Netherworld originally belonged to the deepest part of Hell.
Chu Hao hurriedly said, "System, can I get out of here or not?"
System: "Recomnd the Host purchase a Netherworld Teleportation Talisman, costing fifty thousand Pretentiousness Points."
Only fifty thousand Pretentiousness Points—within acceptable limits.
"Buy it."
"Ding... Host has spent fifty thousand Pretentiousness Points to purchase a Netherworld Teleportation Talisman. Remaining Pretentiousness Points: forty‑four thousand."
Item: Netherworld Teleportation Talisman
Effect: After use, can teleport out of the Netherworld and return to Netherworld Hell.
With that, Chu Hao actually wasn’t in a rush to leave; things would be troubleso with Lin around.
The Ghost Saint couldn’t kill him and could only seal him. This ti it was the Netherworld; next ti who knew where he’d be thrown.
Better to wait until they left.
This wasn’t Chu Hao’s first ti seeing the Netherworld. The Yin Cao Netherworld also had a Netherworld Road, but that was only a road; beneath it flowed the real Netherworld River.
Seeing the Netherworld this close was his first ti.
How vast was the Netherworld!
Chu Hao guessed it should be about as big as the Dragon Vein, running through all of Hell.
He took out the Purgatory Gourd. Inside were more than eighty thousand of the Evil Ghost Army. He released a single Ghost Asura.
This Ghost Asura’s whole body was pitch‑black, exuding Ghost Qi, over three ters tall, covered in scales. It had suffered bitterly in the Purgatory Gourd. Now that it was released, it thought it had been rescued, but then saw Chu Hao standing in front of it and was scared stupid.
"Where is this?"
The Ghost Asura was extrely wary of Chu Hao, but when it saw the place it was in, it was truly dumbfounded.
"N‑Netherworld!?"
The Ghost Asura’s voice changed, practically shouting in a trembling tone.
Seeing how terrified it was, Chu Hao asked, "You’re really that scared of the Netherworld?"
Logically speaking, Ghosts shouldn’t fear the Netherworld. The Netherworld Road was full of Wandering Wild Ghosts, waiting for judgnt in the Nine Nether.
Yet this Ghost Asura was more terrified of the Netherworld than of Brother Hao; that was a bit off.
The Ghost Asura was almost crying. "I—I want to go ho."
Chu Hao rolled his eyes and kicked it. "You really are a scaredy‑cat. Speak! What’s so special about this Netherworld?"
The Ghost Asura wanted to cry but had no tears. "Once you enter the Netherworld, it’s as deep as the sea; Evil Ghosts can hardly enter reincarnation. Ghosts that co here basically can’t be reborn and will be forever lost until they vanish and beco part of the Netherworld."
Listening to it, Ghosts feared that the Netherworld would dissolve them. This place was too mysterious. Once you entered, you couldn’t leave and would be trapped in the Netherworld forever.
There were so terrifying legends that the Netherworld could devour Ghosts and turn them into Netherworld Water.
Legend had it there was originally no Netherworld; it was ford from countless Ghosts.
The Netherworld Water was golden in color, looking like a golden ocean with no end in sight.
Chu Hao didn’t feel anything special, but the Ghost Asura was scared out of its wits.
"It’s over," the Ghost Asura said dejectedly.
Chu Hao walked over and examined the Netherworld Water up close, feeling how frigid it was. A chill spread across his face.
It was said Netherworld People were refined using Underworld River Water—that is, the Netherworld.
With no way out, the Ghost Asura also ca closer to look. Compared to its fear of Chu Hao, it feared the Netherworld more. "Legend says that beneath Hell, the Netherworld suppresses a true Evil God. Don’t know if it’s true or not."
Chu Hao stretched out his hand and scooped up a handful of Netherworld Water. The chill was beyond his imagination, but still within what he could bear.
The Ghost Asura cried out, "Y‑you actually dare touch it. You’re a living person—what kind of monster are you?"
Chu Hao put down the Netherworld Water and kicked it, giving it a savage beating. This Evil Ghost was calling who a monster?
When it ca to monsters, it was the one that looked like one.
The Ghost Asura howled and begged for rcy repeatedly.
Chu Hao said, "Is this Netherworld Water really that special? Get down there and let see."
"No."
This Ghost Asura would rather die than go down; it was terrified of the Netherworld.
In theory, given how strong the Netherworld’s Yin Qi was, Ghosts should love it. But once they actually ca into contact with the Netherworld Water, they couldn’t take it.
Chu Hao ignored its pleas and directly tossed it down.
The Ghost Asura struggled for a bit under the Netherworld Water, then suddenly realized it actually felt pretty good down there, like soaking in a hot spring.
"W‑why am I not dissolving?" The Ghost Asura was dumbfounded.
Chu Hao rubbed his chin. "Dissolve into Netherworld Water? That’s just to fool you gullible Ghosts."
The Ghost Asura was conflicted.
Chu Hao jumped in as well and had the Ghost Asura lead the way as they swam along.
No denying it, the Netherworld was huge—basically a golden ocean.
Chu Hao released Sadako, Zhao Yun, and Zhang Fei. The three Ghosts felt only comfort in the Netherworld Water.
"My lord, this Netherworld Water makes this general feel very comfortable soaking in it; it can improve cultivation," Zhao Yun said.
Off to the side, the Ghost Asura exclaid in shock, "How can this be? Could all the legends be just to scare Ghosts?"
After swimming for a while, Zhang Fei suddenly discovered sothing.
When Chu Hao swam to where Zhang Fei ntioned, he was completely stunned. In the Netherworld Water, a skeleton was soaking.
No idea what kind of creature it had been, but the skeletal remains were incomparably huge. Just the bones alone were a hundred ters tall, no different from a skyscraper.
"What kind of creature is that?" Chu Hao was startled.
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