Ghost Catching System

Chu Hao saw Zuo Ye’s eyes, a pitch-black pupil.

"Pupil Technique."

Zuo Ye’s expression darkened. If he hadn’t come down with them, Ping Feng and Qin Yue would likely be dead. He said, "Holy Master, do you dare to oppose the Ghost Ancestor?"

Chu Hao waved his hand and sneered, "What does the Ghost Ancestor count for? Hiding on the Yue Liang for so long without daring to come down, that’s truly ironic. Now, a bunch of his enslaved dogs dares to be arrogant in front of me. No matter how many come today, I’ll kill them all."

Zuo Ye sneered, "You’re no match for the Ghost Ancestor."

Chu Hao emitted a terrifying aura, saying, "Then I want to see who the Ghost Ancestor can protect today."

He formed seals with both hands, and purple matter enveloped his body.

Colossal Divine Soldier.

The current Colossal Divine Soldier stood a full ten zhang tall, massive like a mountain.

Notably, the inscription from three different curse bodies were all manifested on the Colossal Divine Soldier.

Winds surged, clouds roiled, unable to withstand this aura. The clouds in the void parted.

Outside the atmosphere, the Ghost Ancestor and other fierce ghosts witnessed this scene.

"What a terrifying aura, who’s in battle?" Other ghost shadows exclaimed.

The terror of the Colossal Divine Soldier changed Zuo Ye’s face; he saw the seals from three different curse bodies.

"Three curse bodies?" Zuo Ye exclaimed.

Ping Feng was completely incredulous.

A Yin-Yang Practitioner who had cultivated three curse bodies?

Chu Hao, within the Colossal Divine Soldier, gazed at Ping Feng, saying, "How many times can he save you?"

Ping Feng, fearful, screamed, "Lord Zuo Ye, save me."

Earlier, he had spoken of capturing Chu Hao and swallowing him whole, but now he wanted to escape the area, realizing he was wrong.

Zuo Ye also felt the pressure. His pupil technique was formidable, but against absolute strength, even he was insufficient.

Three curse bodies were beyond his capability to counter, despite having cultivated his pupil technique curse body to the intermediate stage.

The Colossal Divine Soldier was sealing, its Yin Yang Force raging with the Hum-Ha Thunder Technique.

A thunderous wave as thick as a water barrel lashed out, enveloping the two directly, leaving Zuo Ye unable to escape with Ping Feng.

Zuo Ye could only save himself, abandoning Ping Feng.

Ping Feng was blasted apart by the terrifying Thunder Technique, his ghost body exploding into a cloud of cultivation soul mist.

Chu Hao waved his hand, the Yin-Yang Cauldron appeared and absorbed the portion of cultivation soul mist from Ping Feng’s explosion.

"Ding... The host uses the Yin-Yang Cauldron to refine Ping Feng, acquiring two hundred Yin Yang Pills."

"Ding... Killing Ping Feng dropped an item, a Jade-level Treasure Box, which has been stored in the inventory."

Zuo Ye appeared on the other side, watching as the soul mist of Ping Feng was directly refined by Chu Hao’s cauldron, utterly annihilated, incredibly horrified.

The power of the three curse bodies was excessively terrifying.

"Ding... The host successfully counter-kills, earning forty thousand Pretentiousness Points."

Qin Yue, entangled with Fang Han, witnessing Ping Feng’s death in such a manner, was shocked beyond measure and fled, avoiding Fang Han.

Of course, Fang Han couldn’t let her escape, pursuing her.

Zuo Ye shouted angrily, "Holy Master."

Chu Hao looked at him and spoke disdainfully, "Next is you. Let’s see if your master can save you."

Zuo Ye formed seals with his hands, his pitch-black pupils emitting a faint blue light.

Subsequently, gigantic blue pupils appeared in the void, staring at him.

Behind the Colossal Divine Soldier, a pitch-black hole surfaced, and pale hands emerged from its body, attempting to drag the Colossal Divine Soldier into the void.

This was his curse body pupil technique, terrifyingly entwining.

The Colossal Divine Soldier resumed sealing, the Heaven and Earth Curse Mark bursting forth again, like pale golden flames, burning the ghost hands growing on its body to dust.

This was the Qiankun Curse Body’s blood aura, and the blood aura alone rendered the opponent’s pupil technique powerless.

Subsequently, the Colossal Divine Soldier punched toward the gigantic blue pupils.

With a punch, the pupil technique world of the blue eyes was directly blasted to pieces.

The disappearance of the blue pupils elicited a heartrending scream from Zuo Ye; his eyes were bleeding. Although his pupil technique was potent, Chu Hao’s strength was too terrifying.

Zuo Ye didn’t hesitate and turned to flee.

"Can you get away?"

Zuo Ye said, "When I want to leave, no one can stop me."

Zuo Ye opened his bleeding eyes and vanished into the void.

Seeing him attempt to escape, Chu Hao sealed once more.

Suddenly, the void filled with drifting white snow, and Zuo Ye’s body reappeared elsewhere in the void. He paused, the snow landing on Zuo Ye’s ghost body, emitting a sizzling sound.

To Zuo Ye’s terror, each snowflake bore Yin Yang inscriptions, greatly weakening ghosts.

The snow increased, blanketing the surroundings in white, making the outside scene indistinguishable.

Zuo Ye screamed, shouting, "Ghost Ancestor, save me."

Chu Hao’s voice emerged from the drifting snow, "No one can help you, can the Ghost Ancestor dare come down?"

The snow was too heavy, layer after layer enveloping him. More terrifyingly, each snowflake contained frightening inscriptions, locking away his ghost qi and soul force.

This way, there’s no need to act; Zuo Ye won’t be able to escape nor avoid being weakened layer by layer.

Not far away, Qin Yue screamed; with snow flying, she couldn’t find a way out, but instead felt herself growing heavier, falling from the sky.

"Woo woo."

The wind howled; in the snowy expanse ahead, Qin Yue saw a towering figure walking toward her.

One step, two steps, three steps.

The opponent seemed to stroll leisurely, but with each step, Qin Yue felt herself getting closer to death.

"No, don’t." Qin Yue panicked, screaming.

The snowy expanse echoed with a fierce ghost’s heartrending scream, followed by silence.

Zuo Ye’s pupils contracted; he knew Qin Yue was certainly dead, and Chu Hao intended to kill them all, leaving him for last.

Zuo Ye attempted to move through space continuously, but found the snow not only blinded him, seeming boundless, forever unable to escape its range.

"Ghost Ancestor, save me," Zuo Ye shouted in fear.

He knew not if the Ghost Ancestor could hear him, and should his voice fail to escape, he was doomed.

The new leader of Yin-Yang Practitioners, terrifying indeed.

Suddenly.

A powerful aura approached, Chu Hao appeared in the snowy region outside and saw a massive ghost face appear in the distant sky.

The Ghost Ancestor’s terrifying aura pressed inward, but Chu Hao knew he couldn’t enter yet.

Thus, there was nothing to fear.

The Ghost Ancestor spoke coldly, "If you dare kill him, I won’t spare you."

Chu Hao sneered, "Hiding on the Yue Liang in cowardice, yet daring to come to the Yanhuang World, do you think I’m weak? Today, I’m determined to kill them and see who can save them."

Chu Hao entered the snow, and shortly, Zuo Ye’s screams echoed.

In the heavens.

The Ghost Ancestor’s face twisted in fury; on his throne, he couldn’t help but stand, raging, "Courting death."

Six ghost shadows flew from the Ghost Ancestor’s body; all were avatars at King Level, their mere presence surpassing his ghost generals.