Only the existence of the City Defense Formation allows the people of Fengdu to feel at ease.

Just now, Feng Mo kicked, and the City Defense Formation instinctively activated, showing that Feng Mo cannot enter Fengdu at will.

However, Chu Hao’s punch actually penetrated the City Defense Formation and struck the city gate!

This is a big deal.

The City Defense Formation, unexpectedly, did not provide any resistance against a single Yin Soul, causing a massive uproar among the million Netherworld Soldiers.

Isn’t this shocking enough?

This is the most bizarre event in history; many witnessed it at the Fengdu city walls and were more astonished than seeing a ghost.

Chu Hao understood and couldn’t help but roll his eyes; he’s not a Yin Soul, so of course the City Defense Formation is useless against him.

But to others, all this seemed much too strange.

Soon, King Qin Guang issued an order, saying, "Generals, hear the order. Capture that Yin Soul, there will be a heavy reward."

King Qin Guang, you old ghost, what did Brother Hao ever do to provoke you?

Yanjun personally issued the command, promising great rewards, enticing countless generals, who all eyed Chu Hao like predators.

"Boom."

In the void above, a great battle erupted; to capture Chu Hao, King Qin Guang had to hold Feng Mo back.

The other generals went mad, shouting, "Open the city gate quickly, don’t let him escape."

Chu Hao was flustered and wanted to take off his mask to reveal his identity.

But he guessed that if he took off the Skinning Mask, it would cause an even greater commotion, and at that time, let alone disbelief from others, Feng Mo would kill him too.

Brother Hao’s path is so rough.

Chu Hao turned and ran.

"Don’t run!"

"Chase him."

"Capture him alive, don’t kill him, he’s of great research value," an excited old ghost shouted from behind.

Damn you.

Chu Hao ran even faster, like a gust of wind passing through.

Ahead, the earth veins shook, and a tall figure emerged from underground, raising a huge blade to strike.

Chu Hao sidestepped to avoid, kicking out and sending the tall general flying far away.

The general winced in pain, saying, "Such strength, this Yin Soul is not simple."

The old ghost in the back, with a scientist’s demeanor, excitedly said, "It’s good that it’s complex; we must capture it, there’s so much to study."

Chu Hao almost turned back to eliminate this old ghost.

Chu Hao couldn’t help cursing, "Idiots."

"What did he say?"

A general versed in Yin Soul language said, "He called us idiots."

"We must capture this Yin Soul for daring to insult us."

"Attack."

As they chased and he fled, who knew how long it went on for; the army behind him didn’t decrease, instead growing larger.

Chu Hao felt like cursing too.

"A bunch of trash, I don’t want to play with you."

"Still cursing? Once I catch him, I’ll pull his tongue out and throw him into the Eighteen Layers of Hell to give him a taste."

One hour later.

Chu Hao was gasping for breath, leaning against a rock, exhausted.

"Stop, stop running, I’m exhausted, how can this Yin Soul run so much?"

"Gosh, my legs are about to break."

The pursuers behind him weren’t having a good time either; after an hour of chasing, even the ghosts were about to collapse.

Three hours later.

Chu Hao was furious, saying, "I can’t run anymore, let’s fight, don’t think I’ll show mercy."

In the end, he saw the pursuing troops equally exhausted, even the war horses were foaming at the mouth, convulsing and collapsing.

Chu Hao was also exhausted, but he felt a proud swell and couldn’t resist taunting, "What trash, can’t even catch up to me, yet want to kill me, a bunch of fools."

"Ding... Host successfully acted pretentious, angering the Little Prince, gaining 9000 Pretentiousness Points."

Damn!! 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

After chasing for so long, it’s simply because this Yin Soul can run too well.

Among them, some were exceptionally fast, but just when they were about to catch up to make him pay...

Chu Hao’s speed suddenly burst, leaving them unable to catch up.

"Xing" Charm; if they could catch up, that would be unbelievable.

Of course, Chu Hao couldn’t use it all the time; only at critical moments would he employ the "Xing" Charm.

"Don’t run."

"Come chase me if you can, idiots," Chu Hao retorted.

"Ahhhh!!"

The pursuers felt so humiliated; so many powerful pursuers couldn’t catch a small Yin Soul.

They chased a while longer.

The numbers began to dwindle, as they were all exhausted.

Chu Hao ran ahead, arrogantly saying, "A bunch of garbage, thinking you can catch me, Young Master, without batting an eye, will exhaust you, admit defeat?"

Chu Hao mockingly grumbled.

There were translators who understood Yin Soul language.

"Ding... Host successfully acted pretentious, gaining 8000 Pretentiousness Points."

Pursuers: "..."

They wanted to punch him, but they truly couldn’t move anymore, their fingers too tired.

"Well, well, I’ve never seen such an arrogant Yin Soul."

"If you dare, rest for a round; we’ll be able to run again."

Chu Hao looked disdainful, arrogantly saying, "I’ll be right here waiting, shall I let you have three rounds, or a hundred?"

Lǚ Bù lifted his head, exhausted; he was among the pursuers.

"Follow this general."

A small portion of the pursuers stood.

But Chu Hao’s boast of letting them have three rounds, a hundred rounds vanished, and he scooted away again.

The crowd was furious.

"Chase."

"Damn it, stop running if you dare."

...

Half a day later.

Chu Hao collapsed to the ground, unable to see any pursuers; he had outrun them all.

Chu Hao found a hidden spot, lying down to catch his breath.

After a long time, he slowly got up; with no pursuers, no Feng Mo, he was free again.

However, for safety, he didn’t immediately return.

Instead, he rested here, and unknowingly fell asleep.

When he awoke, it was already the next day.

The Land of the Vast Ancient remained dim, as he stretched, stomach growling with hunger.

Chu Hao took out a mirror, always curious why Lǚ Bù and Qiu Muhuan couldn’t recognize him.

When he looked in the mirror, he couldn’t help but remark, "If they could recognize me, it would indeed be supernatural."

With the Skinning Mask on, his face was dark, with big, round eyes and a set of white teeth, looking both scary and somewhat sleazy, like a Black-faced Ghost.

Chu Hao took off the Skinning Mask, becoming his ordinary self again.

"This thing is really useful," Chu Hao admired.

He put away the Skinning Mask and returned the way he came.

He felt quite good, having narrowly escaped danger.

Along the way, he noticed many Yin Army Soldiers searching for something.

"Boss Chu, what are you doing here?" A general spotted Chu Hao and quickly came over to chat.

ps: Today, I went to deliver invitations, still have to write when I get back; these few days just two updates, please be lenient, after the wedding of three thousand is done, updates will resume.