Ghost Catching System

Zhang An didn’t dare to fight head-on; he needed to inform the Ghost Ancestor about this.

In this era, the new leader of the Yin-Yang Practitioners actually possesses two kinds of Curse Bodies, which the Ghost Ancestor is bound to pay attention to.

With a wave of Chu Hao’s hand, the Yin-Yang Curse Imprints hidden in the void appeared, large expanses of space cloaked in Yin-Yang Curse Imprints.

The next moment, Zhang An was surrounded by terrifying Yin Yang Force. He could feel it, with hair standing on end, unable to move an inch.

These curse imprints were too terrifying.

When did they exist? He hadn’t even noticed them, nearly the entire space covered with such a terrifying number of curse imprints.

What kind of curse imprint is this?

Turning back, fear was now written all over Zhang An’s face.

Bai Yesheng’s expression was immensely fascinating, staring vacantly as he said: "Yin-Yang Curse Imprint? You, you’re also a Yin-Yang Curse Body?"

Three kinds of Curse Bodies?

Zhang An was completely dumbfounded.

Chu Hao was also a Yin-Yang Curse Body.

Top ten Curse Bodies, Yin-Yang Curse Body?

Emperor Fuxi’s Curse Body, unparalleled in the world, played a significant role in the battle against Qing Mo, even making Qing Mo somewhat apprehensive.

"Ding... from Zhang An’s fear and shock, Host successfully acted pretentiously, gaining 40,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding... from Bai Yesheng’s fear and shock, Host successfully acted pretentiously, gaining 40,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding... Host completed anti-pretentiousness operation, gaining 80,000 Pretentiousness Points."

Chu Hao felt exceptionally pleased in his heart.

Everything was going according to plan.

Daring to see what kinds of Curse Bodies I have, let me show you to your heart’s content.

Enjoy the thrill?

Surprised?

Exciting?

Zhang An’s voice trembled as he said: "Holy Master, I...we have no grievances with each other."

Chu Hao nonchalantly said: "No grievances."

Chu Hao continued: "Previously, there were no grievances, but now there are."

In a trembling voice, Zhang An said: "I apologize."

Chu Hao waved his hand and said: "If apologies were useful, I’d apologize to the Ghost Ancestor."

"Sorry, another of your subordinates has been wiped out."

Saying this, Chu Hao charged forward, bursting forth with terrifying speed, shattering the space.

Ah-Hui covered his ears, almost being overwhelmed by the sound.

Zhang An screamed, trying to escape, only to find the Yin-Yang Curse Imprints surrounding him.

The ever-changing Yin-Yang Curse Imprints formed a massive cage, locking Zhang An in the void, unless he had the power of a Curse Body like the White Demon to break free.

You can transform into the wind.

I can trap the wind.

That’s the difference.

Chu Hao grabbed Zhang An’s ghost body; Zhang An didn’t have time to resist, close combat was not his forte.

"No!" Zhang An screamed in fear.

Like a wild brute, Chu Hao tore Zhang An in half from the middle.

One move that ripped the ghost.

Brutal and straightforward.

Zhang An screamed miserably; his ghost body was torn apart. However, he didn’t disintegrate into ashes; at his level, it’s hard for the soul to dissipate, and the ghost body is quite resilient.

Yet, it’s better than being completely obliterated. The pain of being torn apart was intolerable.

"Can’t waste it."

Chu Hao summoned the Yin-Yang Cauldron and tossed Zhang An in, directly refining him.

"Ding... Fierce Ghost Zhang An dropped an item, King-level Ghost Pill."

"Ding... Yin-Yang Cauldron refined Fierce Ghost, received 210 Yin Yang Pills."

Reminder: "Refining ghost entities into Yin Yang Pills, merit points and Experience Points gained from the kill are not counted within the period."

Yin Yang Pills, not bad, plus one King-level Ghost Pill.

...

Returning to the villa.

Bai Yesheng saw the Holy Master return, without even thinking, he knew Zhang An was surely dead.

He was extremely frightened, hardly able to believe the new leader of the Yin-Yang Practitioners actually had three kinds of Curse Bodies. He was so scared he fell to the ground.

Chu Hao looked sideways at Bai Yesheng and asked: "How many Ghost Generals does the Ghost Ancestor have in total?"

Bai Yesheng was terrified, hurriedly saying: "There are seven King-level Ghost Generals, while the others are just Monarch-level and King-level."

Seven King-level, equivalent to seven Yanjuns, the Ghost Ancestor is truly capable, gathering so many powerful ghosts.

Chu Hao said: "Find a way to lure them down, or else I’ll kill you."

Bai Yesheng shivered uncontrollably, utterly despairing.

Bai Yesheng knelt on the ground saying: "Holy Master, spare my life, if I do that, I’ll definitely die too."

Chu Hao coldly said: "You will indeed die, but in my hands, you’ll wish for death over life."

Bai Yesheng was completely desperate.

Bai Yesheng urgently said: "With Zhang An dead, the Ghost Ancestor will immediately notice. The Ghost Ancestor can’t come down, but his subordinates surely will."

Chu Hao nodded, turned, and entered the villa.

Right now, he had one more thing—the eerie Fiend Pit in his eye, that incredibly powerful and mysterious woman—how to make her come forth.

Residing in his eye all along, what kind of situation was this?

...

Outside Earth’s atmosphere.

A group of indistinct ghost shadows, ominous and threatening, were impossible to discern.

On the throne, the Ghost Ancestor abruptly opened his eyes, looking downward at Earth, chillingly said: "Zhang An is dead."

Other Fierce Ghosts heard and were astonished.

"Zhang An is actually dead, and he was King-level."

Some Monarch-level Evil Ghosts were deeply shocked; Zhang An hadn’t been down for long, and now he’s dead?

Who managed to kill him?

Ghost Ancestor chillingly said: "Daring to kill my Ghost General, courting death?"

"Ping Feng, Qin Yue, go down and investigate." Ghost Ancestor commanded.

Two ghost shadows emerged from behind, King-level Fierce Ghosts, two of the Seven Great Ghost Generals, one male, one female.

"Yes."

At this moment, the ghost shadow to the left of the Ghost Ancestor stepped forward saying: "Ghost Ancestor, allow me to investigate."

The Ghost Ancestor nodded slightly: "Good, with you there, I am more assured, no matter who has killed Zhang An, bring them to me."

"Yes."

The ghost shadow descended along with Ping Feng and Qin Yue into Earth’s atmosphere.

These three ghosts descended into Yanhuang World, Ping Feng respectfully asked the ghost shadow: "Lord Zuo Ye, how should we proceed to find?"

Zuo Ye, the Ghost Ancestor’s left Protector, one of the strongest among the Seven Great Ghost Generals.

In the vast sea of people, finding the one who killed Zhang An was incredibly difficult.

Fierce Ghost Zuo Ye said: "Capture a batch of people to interrogate, see who killed Zhang An."

They came to hover over a city, teeming with lights below, vastly different from the ancient times they once knew.

Fierce Ghost Qin Yue gazed downward, "Unexpectedly, Yanhuang World has changed so drastically."

Ping Feng added: "The living beings in this city have strong Yang Energy, but compared to the Yin-Yang Practitioners of the ancient Taoist civilization, they fall far short. I alone could slaughter the entire city."

As Ping Feng said this, he licked his lips, quite perversely.

During the ancient Taoist civilization era, amidst conflicts with Yin-Yang Practitioners, Ping Feng didn’t hesitate to decimate cities.

Their generation of Fierce Ghosts had very few survivors, but each one was a dreadful existence.

Zuo Ye blandly said: "Let’s go down for a look."

The three ghost shadows entered the city.

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