Ghost Catching System

Chu Hao had a headache and didn’t know what to do.

The mysterious figure in the Sha Cave refused to come out, and he didn’t dare to go in again. Staying inside his eye wasn’t a solution either.

Chu Hao projected his soul once more, approaching the Sha Cave. Instead of entering, he said, "Let’s talk. This is my eye, you can’t live in here."

There was no response.

The other party completely ignored him.

Chu Hao couldn’t help but say, "You say I’m Chu Hao. Once a little mantis said that too. I am, and there’s a birthmark on my wrist."

As soon as Chu Hao finished speaking, he felt his soul body pulled inside by a strong suction.

Before he could react, he saw a woman with a Ghost Mask standing under an ancient tree.

The woman with the Ghost Mask turned around, hands behind her back, and said indifferently, "Extend your hand."

Chu Hao extended his hand, and sure enough, there was a birthmark on his left arm, a birthmark he had since childhood, which he thought was normal.

The woman with the Ghost Mask murmured, "You really aren’t him."

Chu Hao couldn’t help but ask, "Who is this ’he’ you’re talking about?"

The woman with the Ghost Mask replied coldly, "The person I want to kill."

Chu Hao’s hair stood on end. He thought it was her lover or something, but it turned out to be her enemy.

Chu Hao awkwardly said, "Uh, can you move out? Living in my eye gives me the creeps."

The woman with the Ghost Mask shook her head and said, "It wasn’t I who chose you, it was them."

She looked at the big tree and the ghostly corpse butterfly with radiant purple light.

Chu Hao asked, "Are you their master?"

The woman with the Ghost Mask murmured, "Yes."

Chu Hao was extremely curious and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman with the Ghost Mask stopped talking and said, "You may leave now."

Chu Hao stomped his foot and said, "This is my eye, my body, and you tell me to leave? Is there any justice?"

The woman with the Ghost Mask, with her back to Chu Hao, said, "Any objections?"

And then, Chu Hao left dejectedly, unable to do anything!

He couldn’t win, so he could only submit.

Chu Hao could only comfort himself, telling him it’s the survival way of the King of Show-offs.

He really couldn’t figure out what this mysterious person wanted to do, and besides, was she human or a ghost? The Ultimate Fiery Golden Eyes couldn’t see through to her true form, shrouded by a layer of hazy light.

He returned to his own body.

At that moment, Ah-Hui hurriedly knocked at the door, saying, "Holy Master, it’s not good. A Fierce Ghost is causing trouble; they want to find out who killed Zhang An."

Chu Hao’s heart moved; have other Ghost Generals of the Ghost Ancestor come?

Well, I had a belly full of fire and couldn’t find a place to vent it.

He took Fang Han, riding the Ghost Ant Queen, all the way to another city.

The Fierce Ghost they were looking for was in this city.

Chu Hao’s arrival alarmed the people below, causing cheers; the Holy Master had finally arrived.

These past days, a Fierce Ghost was causing trouble, and many people died. They were interrogated, but who the hell knows who Zhang An is?

The arrival of the Ghost Ant Queen naturally startled the Fierce Ghost below.

After all, they originally intended to cause trouble and had no need to hide.

Three Ghost Shadows appeared in the sky, and Zuo Ye coldly said, "Did you kill Zhang An?"

"Left Protector, why bother talking? Capture him first, and we’ll know after questioning," Ping Feng said with a wicked smile.

Being questioned like this, the methods are probably cruel, more than a regular person could endure.

Chu Hao saw that resentment surrounded Ping Feng and Qin Yue, caused by the people they’d killed these past few days, yet to dissipate.

Chu Hao was immediately furious.

What is this Ghost Ancestor?

Hid on the moon when the Foreign Ghost was around, and now that it’s not here, you show off to me?

"You people court death."

An aura erupted, Yin Yang Force surging, filling the surrounding space.

Ping Feng and Qin Yue were inwardly surprised; this Yin Yang Master wasn’t simple.

Ping Feng and Qin Yue made their move, both Fierce Ghosts emitting terrifying Ghost Qi and Soul Force. At their level of ghosts, scaring regular Fierce Ghosts wasn’t necessary.

They were more like Ghost Cultivators.

Ping Feng’s hand unleashed a purple-blue flame, like a sharp sword stabbing forward.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong battle mode. Chu Hao’s physique was nearly invincible; who could challenge him in close combat?

Chu Hao showed no mercy, punching out powerfully, the fist’s momentum unleashing terrifying force.

In an instant, Ping Feng screamed horrifically, an arm directly rendered useless, dissolving into smoke.

Qin Yue was shocked, despite her battlefield experience, she felt a bit flustered.

Chu Hao was too overpowering, blasting apart Ping Feng’s arm with one punch.

Qin Yue opened her mouth, and a large worm crawled out, full of stench, like a centipede.

The worm lunged at Chu Hao, full of venom.

Chu Hao waved a hand, hundreds of Endless Swords slashed out, slicing the venomous worm to pieces.

But the moment the worm exploded, the small space was filled with poisonous fog.

Chu Hao frowned, puffed out his cheeks, and blew out a Gale Seal, dispersing the toxic mist immediately.

Looking again at Ping Feng and Qin Yue, they had disappeared.

Chu Hao looked up, genuinely enraged by the three Fierce Ghosts: Zuo Ye, Ping Feng, and Qin Yue.

Ping Feng glared venomously at Chu Hao, wishing to tear him apart alive after losing an arm.

Zuo Ye remained calm and said indifferently, "You’re the Holy Master, aren’t you? Did you kill Zhang An?"

Chu Hao had no patience for talking, knowing their origins, "Yes, I killed him. So what? Today, none of you will leave."

Ping Feng angrily said, "You living being, you cost me an arm! I will swallow you alive!"

Chu Hao said, "Just you? If I want to kill you, who can stop me?"

The Yin Yang Curse Imprint erupted, locking down the space, transforming into a cage from which no one could escape.

Then, Chu Hao’s Qiankun Curse Body within him also exploded.

In the next moment, he charged out.

Too fast.

Zuo Ye’s pupils contracted, and he vanished with a flicker.

Unfortunately, Ping Feng and Qin Yue weren’t so lucky and couldn’t react in time.

Chu Hao instantly appeared, grabbing Ping Feng’s neck, while behind, the Yin Yang Curse Imprint igniting a wall of flames.

Ping Feng, held by the neck, was slammed against the flame wall, letting out heart-wrenching screams as his Ghost Body burned.

Qin Yue was about to make a move.

Suddenly, a figure attacked from behind.

Fang Han said, "I’ll be your opponent."

Qin Yue could only become embroiled with Fang Han.

Fang Han’s strength was at the peak of King Level; the reason other ghosts feared him was because ghosts of the same level weren’t his match.

What about Monarch Level? He could still fight them.

Chu Hao coldly gazed at Ping Feng and said, "You’ll die horribly."

A pattern appeared in his palm, it was the Heaven Light Curse, which wouldn’t instantly kill a Fierce Ghost but would cause severe pain, worse than death.

Chu Hao struck with his palm.

However, Ping Feng’s body disappeared, and the strike hit empty air.

Chu Hao looked towards Zuo Ye not far away; Ping Feng stood behind him, panting heavily, almost having died just now.

"Thank you, Left Protector." Ping Feng gratefully bowed.