Ghost Catching System-Chapter 534 - 533: The 37th son, Heiyan_1

Therefore, let alone the core patriarchs of Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain, even the mysterious forces from Kunlun wouldn't dare claim they could destroy the Three Truths Sect by merely killing its leader.

"Is there any point in saying all this?"

Chu Hao stepped forward, the Night Demon Blade appearing in his hand, and he severed the wings on Gui Yan's body. The latter screamed miserably, overcome by unbearable pain.

Chu Hao looked at him and said, "You've mingled in human society and harmed so many people; it's time to pay your debts."

Chu Hao took out the Ghost-whipping Whip and struck Gui Yan's head viciously with it.

The intense pain caused Gui Yan to scream incessantly.

He was a dead being, transformed into a Ghost Demon after being bitten by the Corpse Mosquito King—an entity that was neither truly dead nor alive. Although it was a Ghost Demon, anything related to ghosts possessed Ghost Qi, making the Ghost-whipping Whip still effective. This lash inflicted excruciating pain upon him.

"Ah!"

The gruesome scream pierced the sky above the entire building.

Chu Hao looked at Gui Yan, feeling that the latter's fear was still insufficient. So, he opened his hand, and a head appeared.

This head was none other than the Ghost Cultivator who had come out of Fengdu with Chu Hao.

This fellow possessed tenacious vitality, surviving with only a head.

When the Ghost Cultivator saw Chu Hao, he said excitedly, "You've gotten what you wanted; it's time to let me go."

However, the Ghost Cultivator immediately sensed something was wrong. He looked around and exclaimed, "What... what is this place? This isn't the Netherworld?"

Chu Hao said, "It's indeed not the Netherworld; this is the Yang Realm."

The Ghost Cultivator's mind went blank; he was utterly dumbfounded to find himself brought to the Yang Realm.

The Ghost Cultivator looked at Chu Hao pitifully and said, "What... what exactly do you want? I've done everything I was supposed to."

Chu Hao said, "Don't you want to restore your strength? Take a look at this thing and see if you can eat it."

The Ghost Cultivator looked at Gui Yan on the ground, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Chu Hao had inquired about this before. There were many ways for a Ghost Cultivator to increase their strength, and Ghost Demons were a major supplement—half-ghost, half-demon, possessing high soul energy.

This Ghostly Corpse Mosquito's strength was considerable; it should be edible.

Sure enough, the Ghost Cultivator said excitedly, "This thing looks disgusting, but eating it will restore a good deal of my strength."

Hearing this, a chill ran down Gui Yan's spine!

Damn it, I already look like this, and you still want to eat me?! What kind of depraved appetite do you have?

Indeed, Gui Yan's current Corpse Mosquito body was extremely disgusting and terrifying. Yet, the Ghost Cultivator didn't flinch in the slightest; on the contrary, his eyes held a dark, gleaming light.

"Ding! The host's terrifying act has earned 1,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Ding! Gui Yan's fear; AA grade mission fifty percent complete."

Finally, I'm making progress on the fear objective!

Chu Hao said earnestly, "Eat. Just remember to leave him barely alive; this Taoist Master wants to finish him off personally."

The Ghost Cultivator was thrilled. His head flew up and said, "No problem."

Gui Yan was utterly terrified, his spirit nearly broken. He watched as the Ghost Cultivator's head lunged at him and began tearing and biting into his body.

"Ah! Don't!"

Gui Yan's screams pierced the heavens.

Even Chu Hao couldn't bear to watch; this scene was truly twisted.

「Meanwhile」

The Ghostly Corpse Mosquitoes below had been mostly dealt with. However, many people were injured; it was likely that none of them would dare to be onlookers again in the future.

Chu Hao turned his head to look. The Ghost Cultivator had already devoured about one-fifth of Gui Yan; half of his body was gone, and he was screaming in agony.

For trash like this who deserved to die, Chu Hao wouldn't feel a shred of pity.

Just then, a sharp and terrifying aura locked onto Chu Hao.

The killing intent was so intense it startled Chu Hao. He whirled around to see a person in a black trench coat standing on the building's balcony, having appeared there without him noticing.

This black-clothed figure wore a hood, his face obscured. He charged at Chu Hao and, in the blink of an eye, was in front of him.

He attacked, a palm strike hurtling towards Chu Hao.

Chu Hao tried his best to dodge, but it seemed futile. The opponent's palm strike, imbued with terrifying power, slammed into his chest. He was sent flying, crashing through the balcony wall and hurtling out of the building.

Chu Hao was sent flying straight from the high altitude, crashing through the glass of an office building opposite and landing inside. He lay on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.

Many people were working in the office building. The sudden sight of someone crashing in terrified them, and they screamed.

"Ouch!"

Chu Hao rubbed his chest. He lifted his shirt to see a black palm print there. If not for the True Yang Armor, he reckoned his heart would have already shattered.

That was too terrifying! Who on earth was that person? A single palm strike nearly took my life!

This is the first time I've felt that the Yang Realm actually harbors such a terrifying monster, one comparable to the Sword Star Lord.

Chu Hao looked up towards the top of the other building. The black-clothed figure stood on the edge, wearing a hood, his face also obscured by a ghastly mask, coldly watching him.

Then, the black-clothed person produced a string of bells in his hand and shook it gently.

"JINGLE, JINGLE..."

The sound of the bells was pleasant, but Chu Hao sensed something was amiss. A dead silence fell over the entire office building.

Beside him, countless pale hands had appeared at some unknown point, grabbing his body, trying to drag him down.

And below, there was no floor, only a sea of terrifying, hungry ghost faces, their expressions ecstatic as if they had seen flesh and blood.

"An illusion!"

Chu Hao was startled; this illusion was far too realistic.

He stood up and said, "System, purchase an Advanced Illusion-Breaking Talisman."

"Ding! Host has purchased an Advanced Illusion-Breaking Talisman, consuming 1,000 Pretentiousness Points."

A white Talisman Paper appeared in Chu Hao's hand. As he recited an incantation, holding the Illusion-Breaking Talisman aloft, he punched into the air.

"CRACK!"

The surrounding scene shattered like glass and quickly reverted to normal. He was still in the office building, surrounded by a group of terrified office workers.

Chu Hao looked back towards the other building. The black-clothed figure was still standing there, but now there was another person with him—Gui Yan.

Furthermore, the Ghost Cultivator's head was also clutched in the black-clothed figure's hand.

The three of them seemed to be discussing something.

As for Gui Yan, he was in a wretched state. Half of his body had been eaten, yet he was still alive. His gaze towards Chu Hao was filled with venomous hatred and ferocity.

Even the Ghost Cultivator's gaze towards Chu Hao had changed, shifting from previous apprehension to hatred. Has this guy betrayed me?

It wasn't exactly betrayal, Chu Hao thought, feeling a little guilty. He had put the Ghost Cultivator in a miserable situation; retribution was probably coming.

Chu Hao pointed at the black-clothed figure and asked, "Who are you?"

The black-clothed figure seemed surprised. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stated indifferently, "To survive a palm strike from me, you possess some skill. How about joining my Three Truths Sect?"

Chu Hao remained wary. This man is indeed terrifying; one palm strike nearly ended my life. I absolutely must not provoke him if I can avoid it.

Chu Hao asked, "Who are you exactly?"

"I am Heiyan, ranked third among the Seven Sons of Three Truth."

Heiyan, ranked third among the Seven Sons of Three Truth! Chu Hao was utterly shocked. If the third Son is already this powerful...

My God... just how strong must their leader be?!