Soul Force is a latent energy of the soul. To unlock Soul Force is extraordinarily difficult—among a million Evil Ghosts, there might not be even one.

It's even more impossible for humans, unless one's mental power reaches a terrifying level.

The toad remarked with surprise, "First Stage Soul Force, no wonder this Fusan can become a Ghost Saint Child. It truly is a standout among thousands of Evil Ghosts; ordinary Talisman Techniques are useless against it."

"Living humans, prepare to die. I, Fusan, am about to descend upon the Human World," Fusan sneered.

Lan Yingxue was ready to engage, not allowing Fusan to advance. This Evil Ghost was very powerful.

Chu Hao looked at Fusan below the abyss and said, "Coward, you do have some skills, unlike other weak Evil Ghosts. You've piqued my interest as a Taoist Master."

"Arrogant human, the moment I descend is your reckoning day," Fusan continued down this path.

Below, Evil Ghosts followed Fusan, each staring sinisterly at Chu Hao, their eyes gleaming like arrows.

Chu Hao opened his hand and took out the Greenwood Flame Fan, saying, "Do you really think avoiding one of my talismans makes you tough? The appetizer's over; now for the main course."

Chu Hao wielded the Greenwood Flame Fan and fanned towards the abyss below.

In an instant, a scorching fiery wind swept over the Evil Ghosts below.

Fusan roared, unleashing Soul Force from within its ghost body like a shield, blocking the incoming flames.

However, the Evil Ghosts behind Fusan suffered greatly, screaming as the Greenwood Flame burned them, unable to resist, and perished in the flames.

Following that, the Ghost Refining Cauldron whirled and absorbed the extremely weakened Evil Ghosts into the cauldron, refining them directly.

Of course, some Evil Ghosts turned to ashes instantly.

"Ding... Host has slain Evil Ghosts, gaining two million Experience Points."

"Ding... Host has slain Evil Ghosts, gaining two million Experience Points."

"Ding... Host has slain Evil Ghosts, gaining three million Experience Points."

"Ding... Slaying Evil Ghosts dropped a Diamond Treasure Chest, added to inventory."

Fusan glanced at the devastated Evil Ghosts behind him; few were left alive, fueling his fury.

"Kill!"

Fusan charged up the road, quickly heading towards the Human World.

Lan Yingxue and the toad were already preparing for battle.

Then, Chu Hao activated the second ability of the Greenwood Flame Fan, fusing with it to obtain Greenwood Flame.

"Ding... Host fused with the Greenwood Flame Fan, obtaining Greenwood Flame."

Fusan arrived; he was the first Ghost Saint Child to step into the Human World. The sky turned gray, filled with powerful Ghost Qi, enveloping the area.

People nearby noticed the raging Ghost Qi, unsure what was happening, but their brows furrowed with a bad premonition.

"Human World, tremble because of me."

Nan Xintianzi was ecstatic; finally, a Ghost Saint Child had entered the Human World. Chu Hao was doomed this time.

Nan Xintianzi excitedly exclaimed, "Welcome, Ghost Saint Child, to the Human World."

Clad in ancient armor, Fusan gazed at Lan Yingxue and the toad, his eyes stopping on Lan Yingxue with disdain and arrogance, saying, "Woman of the Human World, yield to me, Fusan, and enjoy riches and glory."

Lan Yingxue looked at him indifferently and said, "You're not worthy."

Fusan was unfazed and said, "Then I'll eat you. Pity your beauty, but capturing your soul for mistreatment in Hell is also a good choice."

Lan Yingxue remained expressionless, but her heart was filled with murderous intent.

Finally, Fusan focused on Chu Hao, this living human who dared to throw sanitary pads and overnight urine into the Netherworld Hell; he was guilty beyond measure.

Fusan looked at Chu Hao with utter contempt, as if viewing an ant, and said, "Your daring will see you skinned, your soul lit as a wick, tortured for eternity."

Chu Hao calmly replied, "Who do you think you are? I, as a Taoist Master, have been exterminating ghosts for a hundred years. What are you?"

Fusan coldly said, "I am the Netherworld Hell Ghost Saint Child, a Heaven's Chosen among millions of Evil Ghosts. I am terror to your human world; others may live, but you must die."

Chu Hao said, "You utter these words, but how will you feel when I stomp you beneath my foot later?"

Fusan's dark pupils emitted a chill, like two dark suns, and he said, "Then you're the first I'll kill, after which I will lay waste to the Human World because of you. Hahaha!"

Fusan, holding a trident, moved swiftly like a fierce wolf, stabbing downward.

Chu Hao leaped, his fist bearing Greenwood Flame, with True Qi erupting all over, throwing out a punch.

"Boom."

Their collision caused a powerful energy storm, marking the first clash between Hell and the Human World.

However, Fusan's expression shook; Chu Hao's punch was formidable. If it were an ordinary person, Fusan's stab would halve them.

But Chu Hao's punch struck the trident without breaking his skin, the flame shattering its force and forcing Fusan to retreat.

Fusan's complexion turned dark, "How is this possible."

He was overly confident, never considering Chu Hao a threat, believing that just entering the Human World would be enough to kill him.

But Chu Hao's single punch broke his attack, with powerful force pushing him back.

Chu Hao looked at Fusan, sneering, "Couldn't withstand even one move from me? What kind of Ghost Saint Child—is that it?"

"Ding... Host successfully postured, gaining 6000 Pretentiousness Points."

Lan Yingxue was ready to strike, yet saw Chu Hao drive Fusan back with just one punch; she was greatly surprised.

Fusan, humiliated, shouted, "I'll kill you."

Fusan dove, wielding the trident from Hell, chopping down fiercely.

Chu Hao surged, activating the Silver Bone Curse Seal, his bones resonating, throwing another punch, augmented with cyan flames.

Fusan felt the pain; Greenwood Flame frightened him, yet despite using Soul Force to resist, the punch's immense force still blasted him away.

Fusan fell amidst ruins, stood up, feeling aggrieved, wondering what was happening.

However, Chu Hao gave Fusan no chance, pursuing and striking another punch, infused with Greenwood Flame and thick True Qi, smashing down hard.

With this punch, Chu Hao performed a straight punch from the Po Jun Fist, with even greater power.

"Ah!"

Fusan screamed, his ghost body hurt; ghost bodies, akin to flesh, felt pain but were more sensitive than flesh.

Chu Hao kicked Fusan, sending him flying several meters, crashing into large rubble.

Chu Hao murmured, "It feels quite satisfying to fight."

The stronger the ghost body, the more evident its soul presence, unlike small ghosts easily defeated, where the ghost body couldn't endure.

Fusan's level ghost, fighting it felt similar to fighting a living being, highly engaging.