Chapter 1117 - 1114: Are You Using a Toothpick?
Chu Hao said, "Purchase."
"Ding... Host has purchased the Soul Summoning Stone, paying 500,000 Pretentiousness Points, remaining 900,000 Pretentiousness Points."
Item: Soul Summoning Stone
Rarity: ★★★★★★★ (Seven Stars)
Ability: Gives soul entities a strong desire, choosing the path where the Soul Summoning Stone is located with 100% certainty.
Chu Hao took out the Soul Summoning Stone, a pitch-black large stone, ten meters tall, and placed it at the entrance of the Soul Guiding Hall.
Chu Hao said, "Done."
Zhang Ai, looking at the pitch-black large stone, curiously asked, "What have you done?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ai saw ghosts appearing one after another at the entrance of the Netherworld and mortal world in the Soul Guiding Hall, all eager to enter the hall.
Zhang Ai opened her sexy little mouth, exclaiming, "How, how did you do that?"
What shocked her the most was that some ghosts that had already gone to the Yin Cao Netherworld returned in droves to the Yanhuang Netherworld.
Outside the Ghost Gate Pass, there were countless wandering wild ghosts, some unable to enter the Underworld, feeling desolate in their hearts.
However, the appearance of the Soul Summoning Stone guided them here.
Zhang Ai incredulously looked at Chu Hao.
Chu Hao waved his hand, "Just a little trick."
"Ding... Host casually being pretentious was successful, shocking Zhang Ai, gaining 50,000 Pretentiousness Points."
Is this a little trick?
Zhang Ai was nearly dizzy.
So many ghosts suddenly came, the Netherworld Officers in the Soul Guiding Hall were amazed and quickly became extremely busy.
Because of the Underworld’s situation, they hadn’t received any merit for their cultivation in a while, now they saw so many ghosts, they were extremely excited.
"What happened?" a Netherworld Officer wondered.
Yin Cao Netherworld.
At this moment, the Netherworld Officers in the Yin Cao Netherworld were shocked, outside the Ghost Gate Pass, ghosts chose to turn back and went to another path leading to the Netherworld.
A ghost that was originally waiting to enter the Ghost Gate Pass suddenly said, "I, I’m not going."
A Judge Officer asked, "Why?"
The ghost turned its head and walked away, saying, "No time to explain, goodbye."
Judge Officer: "????"
Damn it!
Given a chance to not go to the Underworld, do you have a death wish?
The same thing happened, more and more ghosts left outside the Ghost Gate Pass, hardly anyone chose to stay.
A Ghost Officiant officer saw this scene, startled, ran into the Ghost Gate Pass, "We have a big problem."
Eighteen Ghost Kings were guarding inside the Ghost Gate Pass, hearing this were furious, "What, all went to Yanhuang Netherworld?"
"Yes, some ghosts suddenly changed their minds, they were almost at the Ghost Gate Pass, but turned back," the Ghost Officiant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The eighteen Ghost Kings were furious, "What on earth happened?"
"Report!"
A Netherworld Soldier ran up.
"Reporting to the Ghost King sirs, the negotiators returned, Lord Zhang Yuan was killed."
The eighteen Ghost Kings were even more furious, "Yanhuang Netherworld rebelled against the heavens? How dare they do this."
A Ghost King with a gloomy face said, "Go report to Lord Yanjun."
"Understood." The Netherworld Soldier immediately left.
King Dushi, the first to know of this, frowned, "Has the Yanhuang Netherworld really decided?"
King Dushi’s expression turned cold, "Then there’s no choice, send troops to fight."
The horn of the Yin Cao Netherworld blew, the Ghost Gate Pass opened wide, and orderly ranks of Netherworld Army Soldiers marched out, numbering not just ten thousand?
The scene was spectacular, the Netherworld Soldiers lined up, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
The leading generals, famous Myriarchs, marched towards the Yanhuang Netherworld’s passage.
On the Yanhuang Netherworld side, they also received news of the Yin Army Soldiers’ march, several Yanjuns stood on the walls of the Soul Guiding Hall.
They were also ready, each Netherworld Soldier was very tense.
King Minggong said, "Is it really going to be war? How can we win."
King of Benevolence and Etiquette calmly said, "King Minggong, calm down."
King Minggong angrily said, "I say, let’s capture that kid, quell Yin Cao Netherworld’s anger, we simply can’t win this war."
Luo Xiaoyi said, "And then? Watch Yin Cao Netherworld take away ninety percent of human souls?"
King Minggong said, "Everything needs to be considered, we can endure and wait for our rise."
Black-faced Zhang Fei said, "Enough with the nonsense, I’ll go first, if anyone is to die, let it be me first."
King Minggong’s face became even darker.
King of Qilin Martial Arts Zhao Yun, armored and focused straight ahead, sternly said, "They’re here."
At the passage’s entrance, they finally saw the Yin Cao Netherworld’s Yin Army Legion, the size of the army was vast, continuously passing through the passage.
That number, far more than tens of thousands.
Hundreds of thousands of troops pressed into the Yanhuang Netherworld.
The Yanjuns’ pupils narrowed, although the Yanhuang Netherworld had been expanding its army over the years, compared to the deep-rooted Yin Cao army, they were still chicks.
The opponents were already eagles that soar through the sky.
Hundreds of thousands of Yin Soldiers arrived, only to find the road ahead blocked.
A young man in a black robe sat cross-legged on the ground, in front of him was a large sword, blocking the path, his expression was cool.
A Myriarch shouted, riding his warhorse forward, "Who dares to block the way, leave at once."
The Yanjuns of the Soul Guiding Hall were also surprised.
It was the young man from the meeting, he blocked the army’s path in the middle.
The young man sat cross-legged, coolly said, "If you want to enter Yanhuang Netherworld, you have to pass me first."
Another Myriarch came forward, "Who are you?"
Chu Hao said, "I’m someone you can’t afford to mess with."
The Yin Cao Netherworld’s army couldn’t help but laugh, where did this kid get the courage to stand in the middle of the road and say such arrogant words.
"Do all Yanhuang Netherworld people like to brag?" a Yin Soldier Leader couldn’t help but laugh.
"Tsk tsk... daring to block our way alone, could this kid be a madman?"
Hearing the sarcastic laughter from the Yin Cao Netherworld’s army, Chu Hao remained expressionless.
Behind him, every member of the Yanhuang Army wore a wonderful expression, all speechless.
King Minggong said, "Is this kid out of his mind?"
Some Deputy Yan Kings and Chief Controllers looked toward the distant Chu Hao, feeling helpless.
This man really thought too highly of himself, those were hundreds of thousands of Yin Army Soldiers.
A Yin Cao Netherworld Myriarch sneered, "Seeking death? Let me see how you are so unoffendable."
The Myriarch rode forward on his warhorse, wielding a long spear, exuding terrifying aura, definitely at the initial King Level.
This Myriarch held a high position in the Yin Cao Netherworld, able to command a 340,000-strong army.
He charged forward, spear aiming directly at Chu Hao’s chest.
Chu Hao remained motionless as a mountain, sitting cross-legged.
Seeing Chu Hao so dismissive, this Myriarch became even angrier, determined to kill Chu Hao.
"Die."
The spear stabbed down with great power.
Unfortunately, Chu Hao remained completely still, looking down at the spear at his chest, coldly saying, "Are you using a toothpick?"
"Ding... Host successfully being pretentious on the battlefield, gaining 50,000 Pretentiousness Points."
A deathly silence.