"Girlfriend, please enter the Nether Acupoint first!" Chen Hao said to Ye Yuqiao.

"Okay!" Ye Yuqiao nodded. If it were anyone else, always telling her to hide at critical moments, Ye Yuqiao, as the Nether King, would definitely be very angry, feeling that it was a kind of contempt for her. But Chen Hao was different. In front of Chen Hao, she always felt like a weak woman, always afraid that she would get hurt.

After a purple Nether Acupoint appeared, Ye Yuqiao jumped into it.

"Where did she go?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise, "And what's with your left eye?"

The corner of Chen Hao's mouth curled into a cruel arc, his body exuding murderous intent.

"Are you ready to go down to the Eighteen Levels of Hell?" Chen Hao said. After that, countless streams of Sword Qi burst from his body, swirling and roaring within the Six-character Seal like a hurricane.

The middle-aged man was stupefied; he had not expected that this young Onmyoji in front of him was also a rare martial arts expert in the mortal world. Before he could collect his thoughts, Chen Hao's figure suddenly disappeared, blending into the surrounding Sword Qi.

The middle-aged man was even more astonished!

"Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand!" Chen Hao's voice suddenly sounded in the middle-aged man's ear.

The middle-aged man couldn't tell from which direction Chen Hao was, because judging by the sound, it seemed like Chen Hao was everywhere.

Finally, Chen Hao appeared in front of the middle-aged man, cornering him completely.

Accompanying him was the Sword Qi, like ten thousand wind blades!

"Whoosh whoosh!" The Sword Qi swept past the middle-aged man's face, then bounced back from the sealing wall behind him, attacking him once again from behind, cycling and surging until it dissipated.

When the Sword Qi ceased, the man was already covered in sword wounds.

However, the man showed no pain, but instead sneered at Chen Hao: "I never thought an Onmyoji would use martial arts techniques to catch ghosts, quite unusual!"

Then, Chen Hao saw that the blood-colored sword marks covering the man's body were slowly merging and healing, due to the effect of the Nether King's Power in his Hand of Death.

Looking at the somewhat smug expression on the man's face, Chen Hao said expressionlessly, "Do you know? I recently encountered a man just like you, with the Hand of Death, and afterwards."

The man's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "What happened to him afterward?"

"Afterward, his soul was scattered!" A chilling light shot from Chen Hao's eyes, "And..."

"And what?" The man asked, somewhat panicked, while secretly activating the Hand of Death on his left hand.

As a former close guard to the Nether King, the man had encountered all sorts of emergency and chaotic situations, so maintaining calm in chaos had become one of his habits. He planned to temporarily separate Chen Hao's Yin Soul from his body, during which Chen Hao would briefly die and the seal formed by Yang Energy surrounding them would disappear, giving him the chance to break free from the seal. Once he escaped outside, with the Stealth Stone on his body, no one could catch him.

"And I got the Hand of Death from him!" Chen Hao said.

"Smack!" The Hand of Death of both men almost simultaneously struck each other's shoulders.

The man's eyes bulged in shock. He, who had snatched away thousands upon thousands of Yin Souls with the Hand of Death, never thought that one day he would be the one slapped by it.

"Humph," Chen Hao sneered.

Although both were struck by the Hand of Death, their fates were entirely different: the man's Yin Soul was sent to the Eighteen Levels of Hell, while Chen Hao's Yin Soul was pulled back by the Nether King's Power emanating from his left eye.

Half a minute later, both men opened their eyes, Chen Hao was still the same as he had been half a minute before, while the man was now a being with just a single soul.

Yet, the man's face still carried a smile.

"So what if I lost my Yin Soul?" he chuckled, "You still can't make my soul disperse and my spirit scatter!"

"The man from back then thought the same," Chen Hao said expressionlessly, "There's something that's been puzzling me, though. Aren't you all close guards to the Nether King? Why didn't any of you notice the power in my left eye?"

The middle-aged man furrowed his brows, deep in thought. A flash of light sparked across his eyes, and he finally realized what was up with Chen Hao's left eye. Suddenly, his face turned ashen. If Chen Hao hadn't reminded him, he would never have thought to look in that direction—the Nether King's Heart was actually in an ordinary youth from the mortal world.

With a sigh, the man realized that the only reason Chen Hao would let him know such a secret was that his death was imminent. In this world, only those who cease to exist can keep any secret.

Driven by the instinct to survive, the man subconsciously activated the Stealth Stone in a final struggle. Just before he completely disappeared into thin air, a dark purple light shot out from Chen Hao's left eye and struck his face.

In an instant, most of the man's body, which had been invisible in the air, became visible, and then his soul dispersed and spirit scattered, turning into millions of particles of Primordial Spirits and Primordial Souls.

Chen Hao withdrew the Six Syllable Seal surrounding him and then looked up into the sky. He never missed the sight of a soul dispersing and spirit scattering, finding it both the most beautiful and the saddest of moments. He thought it was fair, as all beings in the world, no matter their form in life, whether beautiful or ugly, righteous or wicked, ultimately exit in such a beautiful manner.

In the faintness, he felt the preciousness and solemnity of life.

"Is it beautiful?" Ye Yuqiao had somehow appeared beside Chen Hao, also looking up at the sky.

"Yes," Chen Hao nodded, then took Ye Yuqiao's hand with his left. To him, beautiful views gained more meaning when witnessed with someone he cared about.

After a brief silence, Chen Hao turned to Ye Yuqiao, his brows knitted together, "I wanted to ask him about some things related to why the Second Generation Nether King sent them to the mortal world, but I'm really worried about how Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing are doing."

"Yes," Ye Yuqiao nodded slightly, "First absorb this Nether King's Power in front of you, then go find Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing."

After agreeing, Chen Hao activated his Nether Acupoint and absorbed the Nether King's Power within the middle-aged man.

"Thud!" At that moment, an earthy-yellow stone, shaped somewhat like a goose egg, dropped to the ground. Chen Hao bent over, picked up the stone, and said, "This must be the so-called Stealth Stone, right?"

"Yes!" Ye Yuqiao nodded. "There are three Stealth Stones in the Netherworld. Legend has it that they were formed from the petrified remains of an ancient spirit beast known as 'Shadowless,' after tens of thousands of years of weathering. They're extremely precious!"

Chen Hao lifted Ye Yuqiao's hand and placed the Stealth Stone in it, saying, "Then it's all the more fitting that I give it to you. Next time you're in danger, activate this Stealth Stone and hide immediately."

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Yuqiao agreed, saying, "Alright, for the sake of keeping your queen unharmed, I'll take it reluctantly. But you mustn't tell anyone else, okay? I am the Nether King, after all, and it would be laughable to be seen carrying such a thing."

With that, Ye Yuqiao raised the Stealth Stone to her forehead, and with a flash of golden light...

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