The Ghost King, along with King Wumeng and King Qingyu, traveled several miles north before they saw the intermittently visible Chen Hao, along with those four ancient beasts of immense stature.

"It seems that Chen Hao intends to use his enemy's own tactics against them," said the Ghost King, a ferocious glint flashing in his eyes.

Although Chen Hao ventured forth alone, seeing him repeatedly enter and exit the vortex at the entrance and exit of the Nether Acupoint left the Ghost King at a loss.

"Don't let these four beasts get close to our camp," ordered the Ghost King, "or many will die."

"Ghost King, these four ancient creatures are too..." King Wumeng trailed off hesitantly. Given the four beasts whose size rivaled that of a mountain, it seemed improbable for him, along with the Ghost King and King Qingyu, to stop them.

Under the watchful eyes of the Ghost King, King Wumeng, and King Qingyu, it didn't take long for Chen Hao to approach them with the four clearly enraged ancient beasts in tow.

Separated by hundreds of miles, Chen Hao waved at the trio with a look of smug satisfaction, then entered the vortex and vanished from their sight.

The ancient beasts that had followed Chen Hao didn't halt their advance. While looking around for Chen Hao, they destroyed the snowy forests around them.

"Ghost King, I reckon there is no need for us to confront these four ancient creatures," King Wumeng suddenly had an idea, "We could either lead them away or do as we did just before, luring them towards the encampment of the seven major families."

The Ghost King's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he nodded slightly, agreeing to King Wumeng's suggestion.

A short while later, as the four ancient creatures drew ever closer, the Ghost King transformed into a massive mastiff beast and then pounced towards the ancient beasts.

Once he leaped in front of the beasts, four streaks of black Nether King's Power surged out from his body, each targeting one of the ancient creatures still searching for Chen Hao.

As the Nether King's Power reached them, a flash of blue light streaked across the black hands of the ancient beasts, who then grasped it just as one might snatch a rope from the air.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!" The Nether King's Power in the grasp of the ancient beasts was frozen, the shimmering black surface enveloped in a thick layer of pale blue ice.

The Ghost King was astonished, never expecting to witness such a miraculous display of Spiritual Power.

However, it wasn't long before the ice encasing the Nether King's Power shattered, the energy contained within the power proving to be superior. After breaking the ice, the four streaks of Nether King's Power struck directly against the bloated white bellies of the ancient beasts.

"Hiss!" The four ancient beasts let out a loud and strange cry, their expressions filled with intense pain.

"Whoosh!" A horrifyingly ancient Spiritual Power burst forth from within them, repelling the Nether King's Power that was about to penetrate their bodies.

Immediately, the mastiff beast that was the Ghost King pulled the four streaks of Nether King's Power back into his body, then, raising his sharp claws, he lunged at one of the beasts.

Caught off guard, the creature was knocked down by the mastiff beast that was the Ghost King, rolling several times in the snow, causing the surrounding forest to tremble slightly.

"Howl!" After a fierce howl, the mastiff beast left four crimson bloodstains on the black face of the beast with its sharp claws, and then rushed off in the direction of Wushuang City. Before leaving, it brutally stamped on the beast's long and thick tail.

"Wail!" The creature let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Seeing this, its three companions were infuriated with embarrassment and chased after the Ghost King.

Afterward, the five giant beasts, including the Ghost King, sprinted across the snowy field, causing the ground to tremble violently again and again. Not only was the snow on the tree branches shaken off, but even the thick layers of ice that had formed on the nearby mountain peaks also cracked and fell from the mountaintops.

Glancing back at the ancient behemoths relentlessly pursuing him, the Ghost King, in the guise of a mastiff beast, let out an excited howl into the sky, everything was going according to his plan.

However, at this moment, a purple crack suddenly appeared above the heads of the four mastiff beasts, and Chen Hao, holding the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade emanating a dark purple glow, leaped out from it.

"Ah!" He roared, then swung the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade in his hand at the ancient behemoths.

Countless streaks of black and purple light appeared, surging towards the ancient behemoths, carrying with them a rage-filled aura as if howling and roaring.

"Tsk!" Feeling the approach of the blade's aura, the four ancient behemoths turned around, and then pale blue light flashed again over their huge palms, grasping the dark purple light with the terrifying blade's aura and freezing it.

A phantom shadow, Chen Hao arrived beside the nearest ancient behemoth, deftly making a light cut on the right hind hoof of the behemoth, using the advantage of his smaller size and agile movements.

He made the cut very lightly, afraid of hurting the ancient beast, as his goal was not to deal with these ancient beings.

Yet even so, the ancient behemoth let out an extremely painful, deafening shriek.

"What an exaggerated reaction," Chen Hao sent a secret message to Ye Yuqiao, "I merely made a light cut. Does it hurt that much? Could it be that it's been pampered too much?"

Laughing softly in the Nether Acupoint, Ye Yuqiao then instructed, "Don't get distracted, be careful."

Afterward, the four ancient behemoths stopped moving and alternated their gaze between Chen Hao and the mastiff beast incarnation of the Ghost King while panting with rage.

Then, the four ancient behemoths exchanged a glance and began to make strange chirping and cooing sounds.

Separated by the ancient behemoths, the mastiff beast and Chen Hao were glaring at each other in anger, with the mastiff beast especially gnashing its teeth furiously, its face ferocious.

Just as the mastiff beast was preparing to launch an attack on Chen Hao, the four ancient behemoths suddenly began to act again. They split into two groups, two in each, one group rushing towards the Ghost King and the other confronting Chen Hao.

This time, Chen Hao didn't hide in the Nether Acupoint but swung the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade in his hand at the two approaching behemoths.

The Ghost King, knowing full well Chen Hao's intention, tried to intercept him but was blocked by the two ancient behemoths.

Seeing this situation, King Wumeng and King Qingyu nearby were very anxious.

"King Qingyu, let's join forces to deal with Chen Hao," King Wumeng said, "and then we'll think of ways to lure away a behemoth each. No matter what, we cannot allow these behemoths to get close to our military camp."

Just as King Qingyu nodded in agreement, Chen Hao suddenly moved instantly in front of the two kings.

Startled, they were just about to make a move against Chen Hao when the two ancient behemoths leaped towards them.

Chen Hao flashed a smile at the two Dharma Kings, then jumped back into the Nether Acupoint, temporarily leaving the two ancient behemoths for King Qingyu and King Wumeng to deal with.

"Lead these two behemoths away!" King Wumeng said urgently, then transformed into tens of thousands of blood-red crows and flew towards the Ghost King's position, leading one behemoth away.

As for King Qingyu, he turned into a whiff of blue smoke and drifted around one of the behemoths...

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