However, Ye Yuqiao's Yang Spirit within the Nether Acupoint did not feel the same. She was still pondering over the question the Nether Soul Body had just asked her—whether she was ready to kill the Ghost King or not.

As a matter of fact, she was not ready to kill the Ghost King.

She had too much reluctance!

"You are the Ghost King, aren't you?" Chen Hao looked at the Ghost King and said, his voice trembling a bit.

"Correct!" The Ghost King nodded, "I thought you wouldn't dare to come out and see me!"

Chen Hao sneered coldly and feigned composure, "Why wouldn't I dare to meet you? You've come with Ning's army, it must be for more than just killing me, right?"

"Killing you is just a trivial matter," the Ghost King replied coldly, "I am here mainly for something else."

Chen Hao shuddered slightly, his tone somewhat weaker, "What is it?"

"I am here to inquire about someone," the Ghost King's expression turned solemn, "The Fourth Generation Underworld King, Yuqiao! I want to know, has she been by your side all along?"

Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Yi Ning had not told the Ghost King about Ye Yuqiao, which was why the Ghost King was asking such a question.

"The Fourth Generation Underworld King?" Chen Hao pretended to be oblivious, "Who is this Fourth Generation Underworld King?"

The Ghost King's face showed anger, and his eyes narrowed to slits in an instant.

"I've heard that your left eye possesses ancient enchanting power, which grants you an undying body." The Ghost King's tone was already laced with murderous intent, "I want to know, is this enchanting power given to you by the Fourth Generation Underworld King?"

"This enchanting power is innate," Chen Hao said, "Who exactly is this Fourth Generation Underworld King that you keep bringing up?"

The Ghost King snorted angrily but was not sure whether Chen Hao truly did not know or was just pretending.

"What about that woman who inherited the Netherworld Azure Bird's bloodline? Don't tell me you've never seen her," the Ghost King continued to press.

Chen Hao observed that the Ghost King's left fist was already clenched tight, apparently very angry.

"Of course, I've seen her. It's just that we're not very familiar!" Chen Hao had an innocent look on his face, "To be honest, she wears a mask all day long, and I don't even know what she looks like."

"You!" The Ghost King, now completely enraged, felt his spiritual power rise with his anger from the top of his head.

"Ghost King, don't you think you're being stupid? Why should I obediently answer all the questions you ask?" Chen Hao let out a mocking laugh. It seemed like it had been a long time since he'd deliberately provoked someone like this, even though he was very aware that it was like playing with fire.

But inside, he felt exhilarated, so that was exactly what he did.

"Then I will teach you a lesson and make you tell the truth!"

"Now that's even stupider," Chen Hao laughed, "You've just said you're going to kill me. Knowing that I'm going to die, how could I possibly tell you the truth."

"There are many ways to die, some peacefully, and some where you beg for death but can't die."

"Go ahead," Chen Hao crossed his arms over his chest, "Tell me what answer you want to hear, and I will tell you just that. After all this pointless talk, you just want to hear from my own mouth that the Fourth Generation Underworld King has always been right by my side, so I'll fulfill your wish. Yes, the Fourth Generation Underworld King has always been by my side."

"And you still want me to admit that the enchanting power in my left eye was given by the Fourth Generation Underworld King? Fine, I admit it, there you have it. Are you satisfied now?"

Having said that, Chen Hao made a look of disgust and muttered, "Is this really interesting?"

The Ghost King's face turned ugly as he said, "It seems you're planning to confuse me. I'm not going to waste any more words with you. If the Fourth Generation Nether King is truly by your side, then she will definitely show up to save you if you're about to die!"

Chen Hao was startled; he found himself enveloped by the powerful Spiritual Power that the Ghost King had forced out of his body.

Suddenly, the Ghost King transformed into a shadowy figure and, with the speed of lightning, appeared before Chen Hao.

Chen Hao tried to retreat, but he was blocked by a surge of Spiritual Power at his back, and then the Ghost King's left hand gripped his throat.

In an instant, the strength in the Ghost King's left hand increased a hundredfold, choking Chen Hao breathless.

His face turned a crimson red, and bulging veins spread from the base of his neck up to his face. He was desperately holding his breath, trying to muster the greatest release from the Nether King Orchid Heart above his left eye.

Suddenly, Chen Hao let out a furious roar at the Ghost King, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets with rage.

At the same time, a black and purple glow flashed across his left eye, and a dazzling blaze of Netherworld flames shot out, followed closely by three surges of tremendous energy from the Nether King's Power.

The Ghost King's eyes widened with shock and lit up with brilliance. He hadn't expected Chen Hao's left eye to possess the Nether King's Power, especially one strand that felt so familiar.

Then, just as the Netherworld flames and Nether King's Power were about to strike the Ghost King, a black aura suddenly swirled around him, which then transformed into five strands of Nether King's Power rushing forward.

These five strands of Nether King's Power came from his victory over the embodiment of the Ancestor of the Nether King's power within the Demon-Sealing Scroll; they were the result of his decade-long, secluded cultivation. Only absorbing the Nether King's Power from the first four strands had taken him ten years of effort.

A dazzling flash of light! The forces emanating from both of them collided!

When the light faded, Chen Hao saw that the Netherworld flames and Nether King's Power from his left eye had been repelled, while the Ghost King's five strands of Nether King's Power were already in front of him.

If those five strands of Nether King's Power were to pass through his body at the same time, it was doubtful that the Nether King's Heart would have time to heal before his Yin Soul would be devoured by the Nether King's Power.

At that moment, an overwhelming, icy surge of Nether King's Power burst from Chen Hao's left eye, freezing the air before him, including the five strands of Nether King's Power emanating from the Ghost King.

By then, the Ghost King had already retreated over ten meters.

A crack appeared in the air, and Ye Yuqiao emerged from it.

The moment he saw Ye Yuqiao, the Ghost King was stunned. He thought of the seal at the top of the Gate of the Nether King formed by the Fourth Generation Nether King's Yin Soul; he also remembered the woman in red, the Nether King, he had seen when he escaped from the Gate of the Nether King nineteen years ago.

"You are the Fourth Generation Nether King!" said the Ghost King with utter certainty. His voice trembled; he was afraid.

Had it not been for Yuqiao's haste to seal the Gate of the Nether King nineteen years earlier, he and the eight Dharma Kings might have already died at her hands.

Ye Yuqiao ignored the Ghost King and flew up high with Chen Hao.

With a loud "boom," the surrounding mountains and forests shook violently. The five strands of Nether King's Power on the Ghost King broke free from their frozen state and flowed back into his body, while the three strands of Nether King's Power that belonged to Chen Hao also returned to his left eye.

"Chen Hao, are you okay?" Ye Yuqiao asked Chen Hao.

Chen Hao shook his head, his complexion deathly pale.

"It really is you!" exclaimed the Ghost King, "As early as nineteen years ago, you had already made all the preparations! No wonder my Dharma Kings kept dying at his hands, it was all because of you!"

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