Ghost Catching System

The Knocking Demon Sword clearly didn’t want to be commanded by Chu Hao.

Chu Hao sneered, "If you fall into that group’s hands, you can only be sealed, no choice."

The Knocking Demon Sword finally compromised, slashing at the chains, finally breaking them.

Chu Hao broke free from the chains, holding the Knocking Demon Sword, ready to charge out again.

Suddenly, he plummeted from mid-air, his body becoming incredibly heavy, as if trapped in a mire, unable to break free.

"What’s going on?" Chu Hao looked surprised.

Chu Hao half-kneeled on the ground, the void rained down a storm of knives and saws, which he blocked with the Knocking Demon Sword, sparks flying.

"The Eighteen Layers of Hell have such restrictions on prisoners."

Chu Hao growled, activating the Qiankun Curse Body, and that gravity dissipated significantly, allowing him to stand up again.

He had been to the Eighteen Layers of Hell before, but not as a prisoner. This time was different; a force from the Eighteen Layers of Hell directly targeted him.

However, unexpectedly, as soon as Chu Hao stood up, gray matter appeared on his body, making him weak, his legs turning soft, and limbs powerless.

Chu Hao exclaimed, "What’s going on again?"

The faint gray matter on his body was clearly from the Rebirth Realm.

This Eighteen Layers of Hell was indeed so bizarre.

Chu Hao stopped moving, feeling that the larger the movement, the quicker the energy consumption. He sat cross-legged and said, "System, think of a way."

System: "Recommend Host to upgrade the Dark Gold Curse Body and Qiankun Curse Body."

The Qiankun Curse Body, an Ultimate Body Technique curse body that enhances physique, with blood energy and flesh in an almost invincible state.

Chu Hao said, "Upgrade."

System Prompt: "Upgrading the Qiankun Curse Body requires three million Pretentiousness Points, do you want to pay?"

Three million Pretentiousness Points are no small amount; saying he doesn’t feel the sting is a lie. The cost to upgrade strength in the later stages is truly massive.

"Pay."

"Ding... Host exchanges 24 million Merit Points to gain 2.4 million Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding... Host pays 3 million Pretentiousness Points to upgrade the Qiankun Curse Body, remaining Pretentiousness Points: 1.6 million Pretentiousness Points."

A layer of light shone on Chu Hao, that was the system automatically purchasing rare herbs to refine, automatically upgrading the Qiankun Curse Body.

The system is truly formidable in this regard.

The color of the Qiankun Curse Body deepened, emitting a more domineering blood aura, the mist of blood visibly enveloping Chu Hao’s fleshly body.

Soon, this blood aura cooled, and his body was enveloped tightly by a scab-like layer.

Who knows how long passed, "crack" went a sound.

The blood scab shattered, falling off his body piece by piece.

Chu Hao, like a rebirth, had his physique’s resilience enhanced again, skin, flesh, five viscera, six bowels, and bones all underwent a significant leap.

"Ding... Congratulations to the Host, for attaining the intermediate stage of Qiankun Curse Body."

Chu Hao took a deep breath, a more terrifying blood aura was on the verge of erupting, and the faint gray matter around him was directly obliterated by the domineering blood aura. If Yanjun were here, he would be startled.

Could the blood aura of the Qiankun Curse Body actually restrain the gray cursed matter?

It’s likely that even the Northern Spirit Palace Master, who created this set of Ultimate Body Technique curses, couldn’t have anticipated it.

Chu Hao’s body no longer weakened, energy restored once again to the peak.

Chu Hao smiled slightly, then curiously said, "The Eighteen Layers of Hell contains gray cursed matter from the Rebirth Realm, no wonder the evil ghosts detained here can’t escape."

Without absolute power, it would be incredibly hard to leave the Eighteen Layers of Hell, perhaps even impossible to take a step.

Moreover, from time to time, knives and saws would descend from the sky, intending to kill you, truly terrifying.

Chu Hao was about to leave.

Suddenly, a mournful voice begged, "Please take me out of here, I beg you."

Chu Hao’s body instantly turned, looking toward the distance.

Not far, about ten meters away, an evil ghost lay on the ground, covered in blood, its body severed by knives and saws, dragging its upper body, looking at Chu Hao pleadingly.

Chu Hao walked over, asking, "How long have you been imprisoned here?"

The evil ghost with only an upper body said, "Too long, five thousand years or so. You are indeed very strong, disregarding the curse of the Eighteen Layers of Hell."

Chu Hao said, "What did you do to be imprisoned here?"

The evil ghost gritted its teeth, "The Eighteen Layers of Hell is specifically for imprisoning powerful evil ghosts like us. I did nothing but publicly curse the Underworld King and was imprisoned in the Eighteen Layers of Hell for it."

Chu Hao looked at him coldly, "Seems like you don’t plan to tell the truth."

Chu Hao turned to leave.

Did nothing, do you take Brother Hao as a three-year-old child?

This evil ghost was terrified; Chu Hao was its only chance. The torment of being in the Eighteen Layers of Hell for five thousand years was immensely painful.

The evil ghost said, "Wait, I’ll tell you."

"I was originally an evil ghost from the Yanhuang World, later subdued by Zhong Kui, thus imprisoned in the Eighteen Layers of Hell. Listen to me, though I did evil in the Yang Realm, the Yin Cao Netherworld had no right to imprison me. I’ll tell you a secret, the ugly truth about the Yin Cao Netherworld," the evil ghost said.

Chu Hao said, "Go ahead."

The evil ghost said, "This Eighteen Layers of Hell contains countless evil ghosts; they claim it’s to punish sources of evil, but that’s not the case. Some ghosts were imprisoned for hundreds of years just for making one mistake, labeled as evil ghosts."

"Hell does this, really not wanting to give us a chance to turn over. They call it punishment, but it’s more like imprisoning us."

"And every day, many evil ghosts in Hell go missing, said to self-destruct from being unable to bear the punishment, but in reality, that’s not true. The Underworld killed them. I saw the truth, there is an ancient tower. The Netherworld Soldiers threw these ghosts into the ancient tower, never to be seen again."

Chu Hao said, "How can you prove what you say?"

The evil ghost hurriedly said, "I’ll take you there, I know the place."

"Alright."

With the evil ghost in tow, Chu Hao embarked across mountains.

The Eighteen Layers of Hell had a lot of evil ghosts, but mostly they were seen at the feet of mountains and on low hills.

However, these once mighty evil ghosts now appeared half-dead. Some were severed by saws and knives, carelessly thrown somewhere, waiting for self-demise, a truly tragic sight.

Chu Hao saw Netherworld Soldiers handling these evil ghosts.

Seeing this, the evil ghost trembled in fear, "The evil ghosts in the Knife Saw Hell, even the weakest, have reached Ghost Monarch Level, but here, our strength is relentlessly diminished. These Netherworld Soldiers collect corpses daily, throwing these evil ghosts’ bodies into the ancient tower."

"So, as long as we follow them, we can find the ancient tower."

Finally, under the evil ghost’s guidance, Chu Hao saw an ancient tower.

This ancient tower stood twenty to thirty meters high, positioned in Hell.

Additionally, there was a large number of Netherworld Soldiers throwing evil ghosts’ bodies into the ancient tower.

Chu Hao opened his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, observing a blur inside the ancient tower, chewing on the bodies of these evil ghosts.

This was the secret of Hell.