The young man didn’t think Chu Hao was that formidable; after all, he was about the sa age as himself. How powerful could his Yin Yang practices be?
The young man said, "I’ve heard you’re quite sothing."
Chu Hao replied, "Just so-so. And who are you supposed to be?"
The young man snorted coldly, "My na is Zhang..."
Chu Hao waved his hand dismissively, "Your na doesn’t matter. How do you want to die now?"
The young man was furious, "Arrogant!"
He ford seals with his hands, pulled out a yellow talisman, and shouted, "By the spirit of Heaven and Earth, everything returns to one, Fire Dance Universe."
However, before the young man could cast it, Chu Hao had already kicked him with incredible speed.
The young man scread "Ah" and was sent flying.
Chu Hao said coldly, "What junk, using talismans to chant spells. How dare you attack ; go practice for ten thousand years."
"Ding... Host’s Pretentiousness Points increased by 8000 after disdainful act."
Everyone present was on high alert.
The young man climbed to his feet, spat out blood, and still managed to cast the talisman.
The yellow talisman made a "whoosh" sound, transforming into a three-ter-tall firebird, swooping towards Chu Hao.
Chu Hao seized it from a distance, releasing Yin Yang Force, and shredded the firebird.
The young man’s face changed drastically. In a flash, Chu Hao was in front of him, gripping his neck and lifting him.
The young man struggled in terror.
With a twist of his hand, the young man’s neck snapped, rendering him motionless.
Chu Hao didn’t even give him a glance, simply tossed him aside, indifferent and ruthless.
"You!"
The others were shocked, Chu Hao’s attack was too severe, directly taking a life.
Chu Hao spoke with ill intent, "I’ve heard many from Longhu Mountain have betrayed and beco lackeys for the Foreign Ghosts."
So of the Longhu Mountain disciples had a drastic change in expression, retreating and trying to hide.
Indeed, after Longhu Mountain was conquered, many of its disciples defected.
A disciple from Longhu Mountain gritted his teeth and said, "We just want to live, what’s wrong with that?"
Right?
What’s wrong with wanting to live?
Who wants to die?
Moreover, they had no power to fight the Foreign Ghost Army, resisting would only an a quicker death.
Chu Hao said calmly, "Those unrelated, get lost."
So of the defectors from Longhu Mountain fled the area.
As for the young man who just died, he brought it upon himself.
Those surrounding cleared a path, not daring to approach Chu Hao.
Finally, from the depths of Longhu Mountain, a tall figure erged, none other than Yan Zhongtian.
Yan Zhongtian looked older than he did in the world of illusion, appearing about forty, with deep, imposing eyes, giving off a high-ranking military general vibe.
Yan Zhongtian looked at Chu Hao coldly, "Didn’t Tai Yisheng tell you before he died not to ss with ?"
Chu Hao looked at Yan Zhongtian, "Stop pretending. Today, I’ll take your life with one move."
Yan Zhongtian replied calmly, "Boldness doesn’t guarantee ruthlessness."
Chu Hao shrugged, "Actually, I’m quite curious. You’re from the Yan Family Clan, why betray them? Weren’t they all killed by the Foreign Ghosts?"
Chu Hao found this very puzzling too.
From Tai Yisheng, it was evident that they weren’t controlled by the Foreign Ghosts but willingly joined them.
Yan Zhongtian replied coldly, "I seek the truth."
Chu Hao said, "The Foreign Ghosts wiped out your clan, what truth are you after? Are you insane?"
Yan Zhongtian stared at Chu Hao, "Do you really think it was the Foreign Ghosts who destroyed the Yan Family Clan?"
"Then who else?"
Yan Zhongtian shook his head, looking pityingly at Chu Hao, "You’re so pitiful. The truth is often cruel. Actually, it wasn’t the Foreign Ghosts who destroyed the Yan Family Clan, the Tai Clan, the Tao Clan, and the Ancient Taoist Civilization. It was... "
"The Heavenly Court."
Chu Hao was taken aback. This answer was unexpected, "Do you take for a fool?"
Yan Zhongtian turned away, dressed in a blue long robe, looking more like an ancient general, "Do you know how the Foreign Ghosts enter the Human World? They must pass through the Underworld. And how do they reach the Underworld?"
Yan Zhongtian said coldly, "It’s the Heavenly Court."
This was the first ti Chu Hao had heard of the Foreign Ghosts coming from the Heavenly Court. How could that be possible?
If it was true, why didn’t the Heavenly Court stop them?
Yan Zhongtian said, "What’s the point of killing Foreign Ghosts? There are always more. I don’t want to kill Foreign Ghosts; I want to end everything."
"So, you willingly joined the Foreign Ghosts."
"Correct. If you want to know the truth, join ."
Chu Hao said calmly, "I’m not a ghost; I only care about the present. Whoever wants to destroy Yang Realm, I’ll destroy them."
Yan Zhongtian nodded, "There’s nothing more to say. Everyone has different pursuits. Attack."
Yan Zhongtian was rather straightforward.
He waved his hand, and a long spear appeared, releasing a robust aura.
Ghost Qi transford into Soul Force.
Indeed, Yan Zhongtian was also a ghost.
Chu Hao didn’t want to waste ti. He cut his wrist, letting the blood spill onto the ground, chanting a strange incantation.
"The mysteries of Heaven and Earth, everything returns to one, with my blood and body as a sacrifice."
Just like the Deathward Curse Li Yin cast.
As expected, Yan Zhongtian, previously unperturbed and dismissive of Chu Hao, was suddenly agitated.
"Deathward Curse?"
Yan Zhongtian’s face turned wild with shock, "You’re insane?"
He thought he was crazy enough, never expecting to et soone even crazier.
Madman.
This kid is a madman.
Yan Zhongtian knew all too well what the Deathward Curse entailed; once cast, it drags you into the Rebirth Realm for eternity.
Rebirth Realm, what kind of place is that?
He learned from The Fourth Netherworld Ghost that the Rebirth Realm is the root of all evil.
Indeed, more sinister than the Foreign Ghosts.
More terrifying than the Eighteen Layers of Hell.
What kind of person can go to the Rebirth Realm?
The source of evil.
Chu Hao laughed, "I want to visit the Rebirth Realm, but not alone, wouldn’t that be lonely?"
Underneath Yan Zhongtian’s feet, a giant black hole appeared, covered in dense inscriptions, far more terrifying than the Rebirth Mantra Li Yin used.
Yan Zhongtian couldn’t move, bound by chains; no matter how he struggled, it was futile.
Yan Zhongtian roared, "You madman!"
The White-haired Demon appeared, but this ti it was different, wearing a dark cyan robe, laughing wickedly.
The White-haired Demon took out a dagger, slowly slicing open Yan Zhongtian’s body.
The latter let out heart-wrenching screams.
Chu Hao was sowhat puzzled. This was different from what Zhang Lili described; the white-haired demon in the dark cyan robe was savoring the act of killing Yan Zhongtian.
Like crafting a piece of art.
Slowly.
Yan Zhongtian’s skin was peeled.
From head to toe, a layer of skin was removed.
In the end, a blood-drenched figure appeared before Chu Hao.
Yan Zhongtian wasn’t dead yet, his face full of terror, finally being carried away like a baby by the White-haired Demon, leaving this world.
Suddenly, Chu Hao felt soone pulling him.
Even with Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, he couldn’t see who it was.
However, from an outsider’s point of view, it was terrifying.
What exactly happened?
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