Ghost Catching System

The Myriarch was dumbfounded, he was beginning to doubt his life, wondering if he had brought the wrong weapon.

The Netherworld Soldier Leaders, who were mocking Chu Hao for being crazy, were also dumbfounded one by one.

In the rear, the Yanhuang Army was no different, standing there like wooden puppets.

Chu Hao grabbed the blade edge of the halberd, the extremely sharp edge couldn’t hurt his hand at all.

The Myriarch exclaimed again, the halberd slipped from his hand due to the massive force coming from it.

Chu Hao picked up the halberd, flipped it over, and threw it fiercely.

"Ah."

A terrifying monstrous force, the halberd pierced through the Myriarch’s chest, flew into the void and disappeared. The latter, with a face full of terror and disbelief, fell from the warhorse.

There was a dead silence across the entire field.

Chu Hao finally stood up, patted his Sage Robes, and strode forward.

Chu Hao said, "Three days to relocate a billion human souls to the Yanhuang Netherworld, it seems you didn’t take my words to heart."

The air around Chu Hao became heavy, and the dust and dirt on the ground trembled slightly.

The Yin Yang Force explosively erupted, shining brilliantly like an entire galaxy within a radius of several miles. He formed seals with his hands and struck out a massive palm.

The next moment, an enormous palm formed and struck, at the forefront of hundreds of thousands of Netherworld Soldiers, some didn’t even have the chance to scream before they were directly blasted into dust.

Men and horses flipped over, the palm strike dissipated only after hundreds of meters.

The faces of the further back Yin Army Soldiers turned pale.

"Kill!"

The Netherworld Soldier Leader was furious.

Hundreds of thousands of Netherworld Soldiers were also enraged, charging forth in anger.

The Yanhuang Army was shocked and walked out of the city walls to prepare for battle.

Chu Hao remained expressionless, raising his hands, where a violent force was surging.

Chu Hao steadied his horse stance, raised his hand, and struck out palm after palm.

His palm speed was extremely fast, and a series of large palms appeared in front, each palm reaching two to three feet.

"Boom boom boom."

Palms flew out like a torrential rain, hundreds of thousands of Yin Army Soldiers couldn’t get within a hundred meters of Chu Hao, constantly being blown backwards, some directly turning to dust.

Among the main camp of the hundreds of thousands of Yin Army Soldiers, it was like a gust of wind swept through, suffering heavy losses under each palm.

The Netherworld Soldier Leader, pulling on his warhorse, exclaimed: "Retreat, retreat."

The hundreds of thousands of Yin Army Soldiers came like a tide and also retreated like a tide.

How could they fight like this?

The other side, just one person, blocked everyone, they simply couldn’t charge through.

Chu Hao said, "Retreat where? That was just a warm-up."

Chu Hao formed seals with his hands, a terrifying Yin Yang Force erupted, and he raised his hands to the sky.

"Thousand Hands Infinite."

The next moment, at the edge of the void, a massive apparition appeared, like a deity with a thousand hands, countless hands behind it.

This apparition was enormous, standing a full three hundred feet tall.

The Netherworld Soldiers of the Yin Cao Netherworld were all dumbfounded.

The Thousand Hands Supreme struck, and the arms behind it struck palms, blasting each strike.

"Ah!"

The Yin Cao Army wailed repeatedly, men and horses flipped over, each palm strike caused the ground to tremble, and they had nowhere to escape.

Even leaders at the general level were instantly reduced to ashes, like ants.

"Ding... Host killed 150,000 Netherworld Soldiers, gaining 15 million Experience Points."

"Ding... Host killed 110,000 Netherworld Soldiers, gaining 11 million Experience Points."

Thousand Hands Infinite showed no sign of stopping, lasting for over a minute.

Finally, Chu Hao put down his hands, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and flicked the ash.

"One billion human souls, you still have two days."

"Ding... Host successfully shocked with pretentiousness, gaining 50,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding... Host successfully shocked with pretentiousness, gaining 50,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding... Host successfully shocked with pretentiousness, gaining 50,000 Pretentiousness Points."

Hundreds of thousands of Yin Cao Netherworld Soldiers directly collapsed, barely any survived, the battlefield was incredibly brutal, as they fled in fear from the Yanhuang Netherworld.

Behind, the people of Yanhuang World were jaw-droppingly shocked.

Hundreds of thousands of Yin Army Soldiers, just like that, were disbanded?

The Yanjun, Deputy Yan King, Chief Controller, and other high-level figures, their jaws almost hit the ground.

Zhang Fei exclaimed in awe: "Watching this makes my blood boil, what kind of technique is this, I’ve never seen anything like it."

A Deputy Yan King, who was brought into the Netherworld by Chu Hao, named Jiang Chengxiu, couldn’t help but say: "This should be Quanzhen Sect’s Thousand Hands Infinite, the starting position is exactly the same."

Another Chief Controller also said, "It should be Thousand Hands Infinite, Quanzhen Sect’s most powerful technique, which normal people can’t learn, it requires Quanzhen Sect’s inner method, but hasn’t the Quanzhen Sect disappeared long ago?"

King Minggong couldn’t help but say, "So what? By doing this, he’d only anger the Yin Cao Netherworld more. This time, the army sent by the Yin Cao Netherworld clearly didn’t include any experts, don’t forget about the Ten Halls of Yama Kings, each one more formidable than the last, and there’s no shortage of Ghost Cultivators in the Yin Cao Netherworld."

King Minggong was right, this was only the tip of the iceberg of the Yin Cao Netherworld’s power.

Luo Xiaoyi watched as the defeated and retreating Yin Army Soldiers fled and said, "But it’s too late now."

King Minggong snorted coldly and said, "I said before to hand this person over to mitigate the consequences, but you didn’t listen, who will take responsibility this time?"

Luo Xiaoyi said blandly, "If you’re so scared, you might as well leave early."

"Hmph." King Minggong immediately fell silent.

...

Zhang Ai gingerly approached Chu Hao, unable to resist asking, "Great God, who are you really?"

Chu Hao sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "Want to know?"

Zhang Ai nodded like a pecking chick, she was dying to know.

The scene just now was simply amazing, blinding to behold, he must be a top god.

Chu Hao twisted his shoulders and said, "My shoulders are a bit sore, massage them for me."

Zhang Ai stepped forward, her soft little hands massaging Chu Hao’s shoulders, with an expectant look on her charming face, she said, "Great God, can you say it now?"

Chu Hao closed his eyes, enjoying himself as he said, "I am..."

Zhang Ai pricked up her ears, not wanting to miss a single word.

"Not telling you."

Chu Hao laughed aloud.

Zhang Ai puffed up her cheeks angrily, stopped massaging his shoulders and said, "Childish ghost."

Chu Hao took out Falling Flower Glass and handed it over.

Zhang Ai asked in surprise, "Is this for me?"

Chu Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Don’t think too much, this is for your Chief Controller, help me deliver it."

Zhang Ai took the Falling Flower Glass and said, "Why don’t you deliver it yourself, are you shy? Hehe..."

"What do you know, this is this god’s first move in wooing, playing hard to get."

Damn hard to get, you’re definitely just shy.

"After you deliver it, get me some food and a jar of good wine, I haven’t eaten in a while." Chu Hao said.

Zhang Ai rolled her eyes, you’re still thinking about eating, aren’t you a ghost?

It’s no wonder Zhang Ai thought this way, since Chu Hao had no shadow, if not a ghost, then what, just a special kind of ghost.

"Alright." Zhang Ai left.

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