Long Shao walked over from the crowd, frowning. "What happened?" he asked.

"Long Shao, our people have been killed," one of them reported.

Upon hearing this, Long Shao's expression changed. "Who dares to kill my men?" he roared angrily. "Are they seeking death? Find that person for me! I want to kill him!"

Listening from the shadows, Chu Hao sneered inwardly. I spared you this morning, yet you're still courting death, he thought.

The rustling of dry leaves underfoot startled someone. "Who's there?" the person shouted. A moment later, a shadow emerged, and Chu Hao appeared before them.

Seeing Chu Hao, Long Shao frowned. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

The events of the morning had profoundly embarrassed Long Shao. He was already seething with anger, so now, seeing Chu Hao, his expression was naturally unpleasant.

Pointing at the corpse, Chu Hao stated flatly, "I killed him."

The crowd was shocked. They rushed forward to surround Chu Hao. Someone had already pulled out a handgun from behind, warily fixing their gaze on him.

Long Shao stared at Chu Hao. He's indeed very powerful, but I'm not bad myself, Long Shao thought. The only thing separating us is time. One day, I'll stand at the same level as him.

"We mind our own business, and you mind yours. Why did you kill my man?" Long Shao demanded.

Chu Hao's eyes were icy, his face indifferent as he looked at Long Shao. This made Long Shao instinctively shiver, a sense of immense trepidation washing over him. This man is, after all, a Fourteen-star Yin-Yang Master! he thought, his heart pounding.

Chu Hao said, "I killed him. Don't you know why? The Long Chen Financial Group uses ghosts for morally depraved acts. Have your consciences been eaten by dogs?"

Long Shao's face turned ugly. He actually discovered this!

The Long Chen Financial Group had been engaging in this affair for a long time, capturing far too many ghosts, using them to produce Ghost Fetuses, and forming a future Fierce Ghost Legion.

Because of its cruel methods, this matter had always been kept secret. Besides, in this current era of terror, with so many ghosts unable to reincarnate, basically, no one cared about such things.

The Long Chen Financial Group is also planning for the future, Long Shao tried to justify inwardly.

Long Shao took a deep breath. "You carry on as a Yin Yang Great Master, and we'll do our own thing," he said. "We can stay out of each other's way. You didn't have to kill my men over a bunch of ghosts."

Long Shao spoke with righteous indignation. In his eyes, these ghosts were mere playthings. He used to be quite afraid of ghosts, but after awakening as a Yin-Yang Person, he began to treat them as toys, slaves, and tools for killing.

With a faint smile, Long Shao said, "Actually, you could join the Long Chen Financial Group. With your strength and mine combined, we could achieve great things. We could call the wind and summon the rain; the whole world would be ours. Aren't you tempted?"

This man truly has no moral compass, Chu Hao thought. He's a hundred times worse than any Fierce Ghost.

Chu Hao said, "Ghosts were once human. Aren't you afraid of descending to the Eighteen Layers of Hell after you die?"

Long Shao looked disdainful. "In this era, so what if I die?" he sneered. "The Long Chen Financial Group can turn me into a ghost. Then, I can use my ghost form to gain even more power, perhaps even live forever in the Yang Realm. Wouldn't that be delightful?"

The era had changed. To stay at the forefront, some people's despicable natures were being fully displayed.

Eyeing Chu Hao, Long Shao's gaze flickered with greed. "Join us," he urged. "You have the Curse Marks, and I have power and wealth. If we cooperate, we can definitely rule the world."

Chu Hao's expression remained indifferent, unreadable. "The clueless son of some nouveau riche, are you dreaming?" he said. "A third-rate piece of trash like you wants to cooperate with me?"

Enraged, Long Shao retorted, "So you're good at dealing with ghosts and demons, but can you stop a bullet?"

The men surrounding Chu Hao all drew their handguns, pointing them at him with vicious smiles.

Seeing the situation, Long Shao looked at Chu Hao with scorn. "Hand over all your Curse Marks," he said arrogantly, "and I guarantee I won't kill you."

His men laughed, their eyes glinting with insatiable greed as they stared at Chu Hao.

If we kill Chu Hao, all his Curse Marks will be ours! they thought.

Chu Hao's eyes were ice-cold as he stared at Long Shao. "Pointing a gun at me? You really are the clueless son of some nouveau riche," he said.

Without a word, Long Shao personally took out a handgun and fired.

BANG!

Everyone could already imagine Chu Hao being pierced by the bullet and collapsing to the ground.

But the next moment, everyone was stunned. Chu Hao swiftly reached out, his hand moving at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and caught something.

When Chu Hao opened his hand, a bullet lay in his palm. "Using this toy against me is long outdated," he said indifferently. "To say you're stupid would be an understatement."

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People gasped in shock.

A burly man exclaimed, "Long Shao, run! This guy isn't human!"

Long Shao was flabbergasted. Can someone really catch a fired bullet with one hand? he wondered.

Without hesitation, Long Shao turned and fled. I can't die here! he thought frantically.

Chu Hao's voice echoed behind him as he ran. "I'll kill them one by one. I'll catch up to you soon."

A chill ran down Long Shao's spine, and he ran even faster.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Gunshots rang out in the forest, accompanied by the screams of his men. Terrified, Long Shao risked a glance back and saw one of his men get decapitated, blood gushing from the stump.

Long Shao was utterly terrified. His legs went weak, and he nearly stumbled to the ground.

"Long Shao, keep going! Head for where there are more people!" one of his subordinates shouted, grabbing Long Shao and pulling him frantically down the mountain.

With each rise and fall of Chu Hao's blade, blood splattered onto his clothes, making him appear even more menacing and sinister, like a true killing fiend.

"Don't! Don't kill me! Please, don't kill me!"

Watching the people around them die one after another, mown down by Chu Hao as if he were reaping wheat, some collapsed dead on the spot. Others, their knees buckling, fell to the ground, kneeling and begging for mercy.

Chu Hao walked over to one such man and slit his throat, showing no mercy as he ended his life.

Yang Zhengzong and Yang Xiao'ou were stunned by the display, but they didn't remain idle. They searched the bodies of the slain men, found numerous bags, and released a large number of ghosts.

When these Female Ghosts emerged, they wept with joy. Finally, someone had come to rescue them!

Being a ghost is truly more miserable than being human, they thought, overwhelmed with emotion.

"Thank you, Taoist Master! Thank you, Taoist Master!" the Female Ghosts cried, tears of gratitude streaming down their faces.

According to the Female Ghosts, they were only a fraction of those captured. Many more Female Ghosts were imprisoned within the Long Chen Financial Group, held by some of its high-ranking members.

Furthermore, the Long Chen Financial Group had already assembled a Fierce Ghost Legion, composed entirely of Ghost Fetuses brimming with intense resentment.

Chu Hao cornered the last surviving man. Already terrified beyond measure, the man knelt on the ground, begging, "Please, don't kill me!"

Chu Hao, his long knife dripping blood, said, "Give me one reason not to kill you."

The man stammered in fear, "Long Shao has five Netherworld Fruits on him! If you kill him, you can get them!"

Chu Hao shook his head, clearly unsatisfied. "How many Female Ghosts has the Long Chen Financial Group captured in total?" he asked.

The man, despairing as he knew he wouldn't survive the day, answered, "There... there are over thirty thousand."

Over thirty thousand!