Ghost Catching System-Chapter 673 - 672 True Monarch Divine Incantation_1

Chapter 673: Chapter 672 True Monarch Divine Incantation_1

Zhang Chenfeng winced in pain and lifted his clothing, only to see bruises on his body, marks from where the wine had struck him. He estimated that if the attack had been slightly more powerful, his bones would have been shattered.

At this point, Zhang Chenfeng had no thoughts of continuing the fight; the difference in strength was just too vast.

Wang Junshu’s eyes widened, unable to fathom what realm of Inborn Expert could achieve such a feat.

A thought flashed through Wang Junshu’s mind as he realized, "This is what a true Inborn Expert is like; I have only just entered this domain."

With his head lowered, Zhang Chenfeng said in agony, "I... I’ve lost."

The Taoist Priest from Longhu Mountain had been defeated.

Everyone fell silent. If even an Inborn Expert was defeated, what use were they? Seeking trouble with Chu Hao was simply impossible.

Chu Hao gestured with his hand and asked, "Who else wants to fight?"

Wang Junshu took a deep breath. With Zhang Chenfeng defeated, if he were to shy away from the challenge now, he would surely be the subject of gossip. Knowing full well he was no match, he still said, "I’ll do it. Do you dare to fight me using Talisman Techniques?"

Chu Hao looked at him and said, "I almost forgot you were a Mao Mountain Disciple. I’ll give you a chance, but don’t disappoint me too much."

Such arrogance. But he had the capital to be arrogant.

Wang Junshu took out a Talisman Paper, which was strikingly a red Talisman, and shouted, "Chu Hao! This is my strongest strike since stepping into the realm of Inborn Experts. Take this!"

Wang Junshu bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood as he proclaimed, "Divine Monarch follows the dark path, transcends to the spirit in obscurity. Dark and light mark the phases of the moon, the sun’s virtue dims the essence of yin, towering above the yellow banners high, Mao’s sacred power shines like frosty bells. With sincere heart I await multiple blessings, bowing my head, I chant the True Scriptures."

An old Mao Mountain Taoist priest cried out in alarm, "The True Monarch Divine Incantation! Taoist Priest, you?!"

At this moment, Wang Junshu displayed a frenzied look.

The True Monarch Divine Incantation was one of the most powerful incantations within Mao Mountain’s Taoism; only those with special status in Mao Mountain could learn it.

However, such incantations were normally forbidden because they drained one’s vital spirit extensively. If anything went wrong, it could be fatal.

The red Talisman vanished in a flash, disappearing from sight.

In an instant, Chu Hao felt a surging pressure above his head, as if a Divine Monarch had descended upon the world.

Chu Hao vanished in a flash and reappeared on top of Tinglou Pavilion. He gazed into the sky.

The people in Tinglou Pavilion all ran out, wanting to see what had happened.

However, everyone’s mouths fell open in shock.

A raging wind whipped up into the sky, pressing down from the Void and stirring up waves on the surface of the lake.

Above the Void, a humanoid face appeared, gazing down at Chu Hao.

Everyone saw this scene clearly, speechless with astonishment. They had never heard of such a Talisman Technique before.

The female Taoist from Qingcheng Mountain also cried out, "A forbidden incantation of Mao Mountain, the True Monarch Divine Incantation!"

The middle-aged man beside her was also immensely shocked, looking towards Wang Junshu.

By then, Wang Junshu had already fallen unconscious.

On the lake, a group of tourists out for fun also felt the strange wind. They gazed at the humanoid face that had appeared from the Void, all turning pale with fear.

"Good heavens, what is that!"

"Is it a mirage?"

"Look, there’s someone standing on top of the building!"

Luo Yan was also tense, holding her breath. She had never seen such a duel of magic before.

Chu Hao felt the pressure too. With his former personality, he would have definitely shown off his sharp edges.

Chu Hao cursed inwardly, Damn! Do we have to go this big?

This time, he actually wanted to test the extent of his own power!

Chu Hao stood up straight and stared into the sky, saying, "Come on. If I can’t overcome such Yin-Yang Techniques, how can I possibly retrieve Diao Chan?"

Chu Hao continuously released his True Qi, letting out a low growl. His clothes fluttered and his hair flowed, like an enraged dragon that had just awoken.

In an instant, the oppressive force pressing down from the sky was pushed back by Chu Hao’s True Qi. The clouds churned, rolling into something like a deep abyss, an incredibly shocking sight.

"My god! What—what is this?"

This scene was like a miracle. Was Chu Hao contending with the heavens?

Finally, the gigantic face above the Void made a move, pressing down with three fingers, the index and middle fingers joined together.

Chu Hao roared, "What do you take yourself for, daring to suppress me!"

Chu Hao extended a hand, and the Ritian Stick stabbed fiercely.

"Grow!"

The gigantic Golden Iron Rod collided with the huge hand’s three fingers as he exerted all his strength.

BOOM!

A loud explosion sounded. The Tinglou Pavilion under Chu Hao’s feet shattered and collapsed. Fortunately, all the people inside had run out; otherwise, they would have been out of luck.

The three-fingered palm dissipated like smoke, shattered by a strike from the Golden Iron Rod. Chu Hao still stood, like a god of war.

He withdrew the Ritian Stick. Although his arm was slightly numb, it confirmed his current strength. Very strong, really very strong, he thought.

Chu Hao waved his hand, saying coolly, "That’s all."

DING... Host has successfully shocked with pretentiousness, gaining 3,000 Pretentiousness Points.

DING... Host has successfully shocked with pretentiousness, gaining 3,000 Pretentiousness Points.

A group of people who had run far away stared, their jaws having dropped to the ground.

"So, so powerful."

"This is a true master of the Yin and Yang Realm. What have I been doing all this time?"

Some people had already begun to doubt their lives.

Unfortunately, Wang Junshu couldn’t see this scene. Having unleashed the True Monarch Divine Incantation, he had exhausted himself and fallen completely unconscious.

Zhang Chenfeng was even more confused. If this is what an Inborn Expert is, then what am I? he wondered.

Luo Yan laughed heartily and said, "Truly domineering."

As for the manager of Longquan Villa, with Tinglou Pavilion destroyed, he didn’t dare approach to say anything. His legs had already gone weak with fear.

Chu Hao looked at the group of Taoist disciples and said, "Anyone who wants the Ghost Sutras can come find me; I am always ready. Also! Tell Su Huansheng that schemes and tricks are useless against me. He better stay hidden in Zhongnan Mountain and not come out. If I encounter him, I will kill him."

The crowd was utterly silent.

Chu Hao left, leaving everyone with a bitter feeling in their hearts.

This denunciation had become a complete joke.

Chu Hao’s strength was beyond imagination. In front of him, they were like clowns hopping around, and in the end, they were fiercely slapped in the face, no one daring to say a word.

"What should we do?" someone asked.

"What else can we do? We can’t get involved with someone like him. Did you see that? The scene just now was too exaggerated."

"Just shut up. Didn’t you see the people from Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain aren’t saying anything? We’d just be sticking our necks out if we did."

On the side of Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain, both Taoist Priests who fought using their powers had been completely defeated. Chu Hao’s casual departure from this scene pained many.

「At Longquan Villa」

As Chu Hao was about to leave, the female Taoist from Qingcheng Mountain chased after him, saying, "Fellow Daoist Chu, may I have a word in private?"

The female Taoist was about twenty-five years old, with delicate features and a very special temperament.

It seemed the female Taoist didn’t want Luo Yan to hear what she was going to say.

Luo Yan said, "I’ll wait for you up ahead."

Chu Hao shook his head and said, "There are no outsiders here. Speak."

The female Taoist priest didn’t press further and nodded, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Lan Zhen, from Qingcheng Taoist Temple. I’ve come to make a deal with you."

"Go on," said Chu Hao.

Lan Zhen said, "A Golden-Wood Drought Demon has appeared in Nan State, and I want to hunt it."

Golden-Wood Drought Demon?

This creature was extremely rare. Chu Hao had killed a Drought Fiend before, which was a Drought Puppet crafted by Dong Qi.

However, that Drought Fiend was not formidable, being a zombie imitation crafted by Dong Qi. It could not truly be called a Drought Fiend but was just close to one, belonging to the lowest level.

The Golden-Wood Drought Demon was different. Its very nature was horrifying, and the damage it could cause was significant. Once it appeared, a vast area could experience a drought for years.

Chu Hao looked intrigued and said, "Hunt it? What do you plan to do?"

Lan Zhen said, "I’ll be honest with you, Fellow Daoist Chu. I want the Jinmu Core from the Golden-Wood Drought Demon’s body."

High-level Drought Fiends all have energy crystals, much like Ghost Demon cores. They are all things of heaven and earth’s deadly energies.

However, Drought Fiends are much more dangerous than ordinary Ghost Monster Kings because Drought Fiends are one of the Ten Ancient Evils.