Ghost Catching System

Faced with Chu Hao’s dominance, everyone bowed their heads. In the outside world, each of them was capable of calling the wind and summoning the rain. They possessed immense strength, but this was not the outside world; only top-tier powerhouses commanded respect here.

The Corpse Ghost Army drew ever closer, their numbers already exceeding a thousand.

Zhao Yun snorted coldly. His Silver Spear vibrated against the ground, releasing two hundred soldiers. These soldiers, their resolve like iron, were clad in armor and possessed an imposing aura that instantly reversed the situation.

Chu Hao no longer looked at them. Pointing towards the Underground Palace, he said, ”Ghost Sacrificer, this Taoist Master will show you what ultimate fear truly is.”

Chu Hao mentally commanded, System, purchase Zhang Fei.

The System replied, ”Please select the level for Zhang Fei.”

Chu Hao promptly invested ten thousand Pretentiousness Points.

”Ding... Host has purchased Ghost General Zhang Fei, consuming 10,000 Pretentiousness Points. Remaining Pretentiousness Points: 6,400.”

Suddenly, a burly man with a black face and beard appeared. He was tall and formidable, exuding a bandit-like aura.

However, he radiated an incredibly strong fighting spirit. Holding a Serpent Spear, he stood there, emanating an overwhelmingly oppressive atmosphere.

Zhang Fei was a famous general from the Shu Han during the Three Kingdoms period. He once held the enemy at bay with only twenty cavalrymen, standing firm at a broken bridge over water. None of Cao Cao’s troops dared to approach.

He was known as the Enemy of Ten Thousand.

”I am Zhang Fei,” he announced.

Ghost General: Zhang Fei

Level: 7

Strength: 2,000

Agility: 1,500

Intelligence: 3,000

Skill One: Summon Soul Soldiers (Summons 200 soldiers)

Skill Two: Fierce God’s Menace (Increases own strength by fifty percent)

Skill Three: Xuanwu Soul

With Zhang Fei’s appearance, the scene became explosive. Accompanied by a thunderous roar, two hundred more soldiers appeared around him, creating a magnificent spectacle.

”Ding... Zhang Fei’s impressive debut amplified the Host’s display, granting the Host 800 Pretentiousness Points.”

By then, although the Corpse Ghosts were numerous, they had already lost in terms of momentum. At best, they were merely beasts with some speed.

Chu Hao was quite pleased with the shock of those around him. He raised his long blade, pointing at the oncoming Corpse Ghost Army, and declared, ”Zhao Zilong, Zhang Fei, follow me to the slaughter!”

Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun, each mounted, stood before the Corpse Ghost Army, their killing intent palpable.

”All troops, charge!”

The four hundred soldiers, upon receiving their general’s command, charged fearlessly towards the Corpse Ghost Army.

But at the moment of collision, were the Corpse Ghosts instantly crushed?

It was far more than a simple rout. The four hundred soldiers were battle-hardened, each with a solid foundation in warfare. In contrast, the Corpse Ghosts were, at best, beasts that were merely a bit faster.

The four hundred soldiers were solid as iron, employing organized combat methods. The Corpse Ghosts couldn’t break through this defense and were continuously slain.

Zhang Fei was even more ferocious. If Zhao Yun was the Qilin, then Zhang Fei was the Xuanwu—the legendary tank.

Zhang Fei charged alone into the crowd of Corpse Ghosts, swinging his Serpent Spear. A swath of Corpse Ghosts was blown away, demonstrating his overwhelming dominance.

He charged headlong into the Corpse Ghost Army. Before him, the Corpse Ghosts were crushed like mere ants.

”WAHAHAHA!”

Zhang Fei let out a long laugh, activating his second skill, Fierce God’s Menace, which increased his strength by fifty percent. At this moment, even Zhao Yun wouldn’t dare to engage him in direct combat.

Wielding his Serpent Spear, Zhang Fei blew away more than a hundred Corpse Ghosts in front of him with his towering strength. Some Corpse Ghosts were even torn apart upon contact.

Zhang Fei: the Enemy of Ten Thousand, a tiger among men.

Chu Hao, too, was invigorated. He had been worried about facing such a large Corpse Ghost Army, but now it seemed his concern was unwarranted.

One Ghost General, Zhang Fei, was sufficient!

The scene was exceedingly explosive. Those who had harbored malicious thoughts immediately lost them upon witnessing such a display; it was too frightening.

If we had rebelled just now, wouldn’t Chu Hao have pursued us to the bitter end?

At this thought, the few members from the He Family and the Yan Family turned pale.

Now that the Corpse Ghosts were being exterminated, if they themselves didn’t actively attack the remaining ones, it was quite possible they would be unilaterally slaughtered by Chu Hao.

Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei, two mighty Ghost Generals, charged into battle. Unmatched by tens of thousands, they effectively held back the majority of the Corpse Ghosts.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred...

More and more Corpse Ghosts were slain, leaving the palace square littered with bodies.

Louis Dajiba was invigorated. The prowess of the two Ghost Generals astounded him. His eyes shone with star-like admiration as he raised his gun and roared, ”Ji Ba is here! Kill!”

Su Muyue, a military officer of major rank, also joined the fray, wielding a dagger with supernatural skill.

This top-tier beauty was also swept up in the battle fervor and charged in.

As for the others, their dread of Chu Hao had peaked. They had realized the scorn in Chu Hao’s gaze just moments before.

Indeed!

In his eyes, they were nothing but trash, not even worth considering.

Laughably, they had felt superior before, but now they seemed like mere jesters.

”Kill!”

The intruders, about two dozen in number, ceased their hesitation and joined the army of slaughter.

The Corpse Ghosts fell in greater and greater numbers.

Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei led the charge, unstoppable, making their way to the grand entrance of the Underground Palace.

Chu Hao strode through the grand door of the Underground Palace. His gaze was cold as he called out, ”Ghost Sacrificer, are you ready to die?”

”Ding... The Host’s shocking display of power has granted 1,600 Pretentiousness Points.”

In the depths, the Ghost Sacrificer was paying close attention.

The main hall of the Underground Palace was a vast space, reminiscent of an ancient Emperor’s imperial court. Upon a dais at the far end of the hall, there was a bronze coffin.

Without a doubt, the Ghost Sacrificer was inside.

”Awaken!”

In the palace, the chilling voice of the Ghost Sacrificer resonated.

Stone coffins lined both sides of the hall. Their lids opened as one, and zombies emerged from within.

In Tomb Robber slang, zombies were called ”Big Zongzi” (large sticky rice dumplings). Their flesh was shriveled, large fangs protruded from their mouths, and they exhaled a cold, ghastly miasma.

Zhang Fei laughed loudly. ”Zhao Zilong, don’t try to compete with me!”

Zhao Yun was very familiar with Zhang Fei. As fellow members of the Five Tiger Generals, they had shared a bond like brothers and had made great contributions to the Shu Han state together.

Zhao Yun replied with a smile, ”Big Brother Zhang, let’s see how many you can kill then.”

The two mighty Ghost Generals charged forward. The ”Zongzi” indeed possessed immense strength, but encountering Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun spelled tragedy for them.

”Ding... Zhang Fei has slain a Corpse General, obtaining one million Experience Points. Host obtains three hundred thousand Experience Points.”

”Ding... Zhao Yun has slain a Corpse General, obtaining one million Experience Points. Host obtains three hundred thousand Experience Points.”

Chu Hao, wielding the Night Demon Blade, ignored the surrounding ”Big Zongzi” and walked toward the bronze coffin in the hall.

BOOM!

The lid of the bronze coffin flew off. A withered hand reached out from within, and a corpse sat up.

The Ghost Sacrificer, leader of the Ghost Offering Clan, would have been a powerful Yin Yang Master in modern times, even capable of founding his own sect.

Thousands of years had passed, and he had transformed his body and soul into a Corpse Ghost.

The decayed robe he wore was clearly of a style only King Chu could wear. The Ghost Sacrificer, envious of King Chu, had occupied the ancient tomb and, by donning these robes, usurped King Chu’s original position.

The Ghost Sacrificer spoke. His throat was so desiccated he couldn’t fully open his mouth, but his spiritual Soul Force was powerful—what modern terms would describe as a ghost’s psychic power.

His voice permeated the entire palace: ”Descendant of King Chu! If Wang Chan were here, I, this King, might feel some apprehension. As for you... you are courting death!”

The Wang Chan he referred to was the renowned Ghost Valley Master.