It was simply incredible.

The battle between the two, though momentary, was breathtakingly spectacular, sending adrenaline surging through the onlookers.

Halfway up the mountainside, Su Baoshan exclaimed excitedly, "So... so powerful! When will I ever be that strong?"

Shock painted Su Muyue’s face. So this is Chu Hao? A single person can be this formidable?

"Is this a duel between masters of the Yin and Yang Realm? It seems I was truly ignorant before," Su Muyue mused with a self-deprecating laugh.

The live stream team was collectively petrified.

What had they just witnessed?

This fight was comparable to legendary clashes between martial arts masters. Even more shocking were their fantastical methods—talismans, dual blades, fists thundering against ancient pines, blade gleams and shockwaves.

The live streaming room exploded with comments.

"Holy shit!! This is epic! A real-life duel! If this were a movie, I’d definitely buy a ticket!"

"I just want to say, this streaming team really splurged! These special effects must have cost a fortune."

"Pretentious Brother, as uniquely flamboyant as ever!"

The humans, ghosts, and demons on the mountainside were silent as cicadas in winter. They were deeply aware of the immense power these two individuals wielded; reaching such a level seemed an unimaginable feat.

Yet, the freakishly talented Chu Hao was right there, and so young.

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Chu Hao sneered. The reason he hadn’t instantly finished off Jiang Yuran was because it presented a rare opportunity to test his own strength; opponents truly worthy of a fight were few and far between.

After this battle, he realized he had already become quite formidable.

Jiang Yuran roared, "Chu Hao, prepare to die!"

He formed hand seals, and from his sleeves, a golden seal flew out.

The Ghost and Demon Soldier, the Golden Lion Seal.

Veins pulsed on Jiang Yuran’s temples as he furiously chanted complex and arcane ancient words. The Golden Lion Seal blazed with light, and a tiger’s head materialized before it, roaring towards the sky.

The sound was deafening. Chu Hao raised his arms to shield himself, planting his feet firmly to maintain his balance.

"The Golden Lion Seal! It has finally appeared!"

On the mountainside, everyone clapped their hands over their ears, their expressions ones of sheer terror at the sight of the Golden Lion Seal.

This was Jiang Yuran’s ultimate trump card, a treasure with which he had slain countless Evil Demons and ghosts.

This was why so many feared him.

In truth, Jiang Yuran’s own strength wasn’t particularly remarkable; his true threat lay in possessing a Ghost and Demon Soldier.

Chu Hao’s ears rang, and he shook his head. He felt slightly dizzy, but fortunately, he was able to withstand it.

Jiang Yuran said coldly, "Kid, this is merely half the power of the Golden Lion Seal. Let’s see how you plan to defeat me."

Showing off in front of me!

Chu Hao asked inwardly, "System, how many Pretentiousness Points is the Golden Lion Seal worth?"

The System replied, "8,000 Pretentiousness Points, Host. However, this person’s Golden Lion Seal is flawed, so it isn’t worth the full 8,000 Pretentiousness Points."

Damn! Daring to show off before me with an 8,000 Pretentiousness Point item, and it’s defective at that?

Purchase it.

DING... Host has purchased the Golden Lion Seal, consuming 8,000 Pretentiousness Points. Remaining Pretentiousness Points: 3,100.

Item: Golden Lion Seal

Rarity: ★★★

Ability: Summon the Golden Lion Bodhisattva Body, suppress all eight directions. (Requires 10,000 Mana Points)

He had earned a significant amount of Pretentiousness Points recently; 8,000 points were no burden at all.

Chu Hao waved his hand, sneering, "So this is your Golden Lion Seal? It’s nothing special."

Jiang Yuran retorted with a sinister smile, "This Golden Lion Seal has been with me for many years and has already fused with my Yang Qi. I know you possess the True Word Brush, but with your current level of strength, I doubt you’re capable of fully controlling it, are you?"

Chu Hao replied indifferently, "To deal with trash like you, why would I need the True Word Brush?"

Jiang Yuran flew into a rage. "I will absolutely kill you! I’ll make you understand the chasm between us!"

Chu Hao laughed heartily. "You’re right. I will make you understand the chasm between us."

With a wave of Chu Hao’s hand, the Golden Lion Seal he had just purchased appeared. Its golden radiance was exceptionally blinding, far more dazzling and eye-catching than Jiang Yuran’s.

Chu Hao shouted, "Open your damn eyes and look closely! This is the real Golden Lion Seal!"

DING... Host has made a shocking display, gaining 1,000 Pretentiousness Points.

This!!

"Golden Lion Seal?" Jiang Yuran blurted out, his mind going blank. How can there be two Golden Lion Seals?

The onlookers were also dumbfounded. Two Golden Lion Seals!

Weren’t the twenty-two Ghost and Demon Soldiers supposed to be unique?

Holy crap! What in the world was going on?

Chu Hao scoffed, "You dare challenge this Taoist Master with a fake? Do you not know how the character for ’death’ is written?"

Jiang Yuran was extremely agitated. "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! My Golden Lion Seal was brought from the Ancestral Vein of Longhu Mountain!"

Chu Hao waved his hand, an air of profound mystery about him, and stated coldly, "This Taoist Master once discussed the Dao with Laozi himself. What is your Longhu Mountain’s Ancestral Vein in comparison? Trash like that, I can have as much as I want."

DING... Host has doubled down on the pretense, gaining 600 Pretentiousness Points.

The corners of many onlookers’ mouths twitched. This was too bizarre.

The True Word Brush, the Golden Lion Seal, and the Night Demon Blade in his hand—none looked like ordinary items.

Many might go their entire lives without ever obtaining a single Magic Artifact, yet he possessed so many? And he even claimed he could get as many as he wanted, as if he were wholesaling them!

If it weren’t for the insufficient Pretentiousness Points, I’d really love to toss a whole basket of Golden Lion Seals at him, Chu Hao thought. What a joke! Acting pretentious in front of me.

Jiang Yuran’s expression was ferocious, filled with disbelief. He roared, "I don’t believe it! Yours must be the fake!"

With that, he began to chant an abstruse incantation, activating his Golden Lion Seal. In mid-air, it transformed into a lion’s paw fully two zhang wide. If it were to slam down, it could shatter a building and tear an elephant to pieces.

Chu Hao waved his hand, sending his Golden Lion Seal soaring into the sky. He sneered, "You insignificant vermin, do you even comprehend the true power of this Golden Lion Seal?"

Chu Hao bellowed, "Open your damn eyes and watch carefully!"

Jiang Yuran’s pupils contracted.

"Come forth! Golden Lion Bodhisattva Body!"

With a furious drain of ten thousand Mana Points, the Golden Lion Seal erupted in dazzling golden light, bathing half the sky in its radiance, an awe-inspiring spectacle.

"ROAR!"

Accompanied by this furious cry, the Golden Lion Seal transformed into a golden lion six zhang tall, majestic from every angle. A brilliant ray of Buddhist light emanated from it.

This was the complete form of the Golden Lion Seal!

The Golden Lion Seal had been with him for many years, yet he had never imagined the true Golden Lion Seal was like this.

Chu Hao said coldly, "Do you see it now? This is the real Golden Lion Seal. What is that trashy knockoff you’re holding?"

"This is impossible... I don’t believe it... I don’t believe it at all!" Jiang Yuran stammered, dazed, his mind a complete blank.

Chu Hao continued, "The so-called Golden Lion Seal is not a Taoist artifact at all; it belongs to Buddhism. You pitiful trash, you didn’t even know that, did you?"

A sweet taste rose in Jiang Yuran’s throat before he violently spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes filled with utter confusion.

DING... Host has successfully shown off, gaining 500 show-off points.

DING... Host has doubled down on the pretense, gaining 600 Pretentiousness Points.

DING... Host has achieved a stunning performance, an extraordinary show-off, gaining 2,000 Pretentious Points.