Because the Ghost King had already discovered that Chen Hao had undone the last seal on the Nether King's Heart within his left eye.

This meant he was no longer a match for Chen Hao.

A black beam of light flashed across Chen Hao's left eye, and instantly an extremely cold and incomparably powerful Spiritual Power spread from his body.

"No wonder," the Ghost King said, trembling, his eyes filled with fear, "no wonder you dare to come here alone. It turns out you already…"

Before the Ghost King could finish his sentence, Chen Hao lifted him up at high speed, and in an instant, they passed through the hole that pierced Hell and left Hell, arriving above the Nether King Palace.

At that moment, the Netherworld City was in chaos; undead soldiers from the Dust Tribe summoned by Chen Hao were engaged in fierce combat with the city guard.

Suddenly, the temperature within the Netherworld City dropped significantly, as if returning to that coldest winter in a millennium experienced last year.

Feeling an unprecedented powerful spiritual force, the soldiers looked up towards the direction of the Nether King Palace.

However, what they saw was a black shadow, like lightning, like a meteor, departing from the Netherworld City and speeding towards the south.

In order to avoid affecting the Netherworld City, Chen Hao planned to kill the Ghost King outside the city.

Watching the black shadow vanish into the distant sky, the soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Was that black shadow just now the Ghost King?"

"Could Chen Hao also be there?"

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A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Hao brought the Ghost King to a rift thousands of miles south of the Netherworld City before letting him go.

"This rift will be your grave."

With a howl after falling for a moment, the Ghost King transformed into that furious mastiff, its eyes emitting a crimson blood light.

"Chen Hao, let me ask you," the Ghost King said, "do you have a fragment of the map leading to the ancient city?"

Chen Hao sneered disdainfully, "What's the use of asking that when you're already at death's door?"

"I have five pieces," the Ghost King explained, "why not make a final wager? Whoever laughs last will get the fragments from the other."

"Fine!" Chen Hao agreed, "Then why don't you take out all the maps you've got?"

"Why should I hand over the maps when we haven't decided the victor between us?" the Ghost King questioned.

Chen Hao scoffed coldly, his murderous eyes suddenly widening, "The outcome is already clear, and the one who will surely lose is you!"

"I have all five maps on me!" the Ghost King said.

Chen Hao raised the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade in his hand, and at once, the blade was filled with Nether King's Power, the light on its surface black and pure!

"I'll just come and take it!"

Having said that, Chen Hao took a quick step and appeared in front of the mastiff beast, raising the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade towards its two sharp fangs to strike down.

"Ao hou!" The mastiff beast opened its mouth wide, roaring at Chen Hao just below its eyelids, and a surge of roaring Yin Qi Spiritual Power burst from its mouth, colliding with the aura of the Nether King's World-Slaying Blade.

And behind that surge of Yin Qi Spiritual Power were five black streams of Nether King's Power.

Watching those five streams of Nether King's Power approach, Chen Hao did not dodge or make any move.

When the Nether King's Power reached him, a great amount of black Spiritual Power suddenly flowed from his left eye, instantly enveloping his entire body.

Immediately, the five strands of Nether King's Power that penetrated his body were repelled. Then, Chen Hao, wrapped in black, charged directly into the gaping maw of the Ghost King transformed into a mastiff beast.

A moment later, with a loud "bang," a terrifying circle of Spiritual Power spread out from within the body of the mastiff beast, instantly destroying all the nearby woods.

A stream of crimson blood sprayed from the back of the mastiff beast, and soon after, Chen Hao's shadow appeared within that stream of blood.

"Howl!" The mastiff beast let out a piercing and shrill howl as its body was punctured by Chen Hao, leaving a massive hole.

Next, the once proud and chest-thrusting mastiff beast became listless and fell into the valley below.

With a "boom," the ground shook and a great cloud of dust was raised.

After a while,

Chen Hao had already withdrawn all of his Nether King's Power and was now hovering in the air, using the Nether Vision Technique. His gaze pierced through the dust that obscured vision, and he saw that the mastiff beast had already turned back into the Ghost King, lying motionless on the ground. There was a hole on the Ghost King's back, from which blood continued to flow.

He knew the fight was far from over, the real showdown was just beginning.

Some time passed, and under Chen Hao's watchful eye, the Ghost King slowly got up from the ground. He first used Spiritual Power to freeze and seal his wound, then used Spiritual Power to undo the seal on his body, releasing the wraiths inside him.

With a flash of purple light! The seal on the Ghost King's abdomen was completely undone, and immediately Chen Hao saw that the Ghost King's grievous wound had fully healed and he had become invigorated, showing none of the weakness from before.

Suddenly, the Ghost King raised his head; one of his eyes turned purple and the other green. His entire face morphed into something ferocious, resembling a berserk beastman.

At that moment, the Ghost King's body started to tear from between his left shoulder and arm, the fissure extending to his abdomen before stopping.

The Ghost King reached his left hand into the tear and slowly pulled out his weapon—the Ghost General's Long Blade.

Compared to the initial encounter with King Nanlin, at this moment, the Ghost General's Long Blade, like the Ghost King himself, had released the wraiths inside it. Its sinister aura matched that of Chen Hao's Nether King's World-Slaying Blade in his hand.

When the Ghost King had completely drawn the Ghost General's Long Blade, his torn body also instantly healed. The Ghost King, holding the blade, looked up at Chen Hao in the sky, and then transformed into a shadow, appearing right in front of Chen Hao.

With a "bang!" the two most evil divine weapons in the Netherworld collided, creating a gale-like field of blade energy that spread out,

ravaging the valley below, stirring up an even larger cloud of dust.

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Inside Wushuang City.

"Ah! Chen Hao!" After Chen Hao had undone the seal on the Nether King's Heart, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body immediately sensed it.

She closed her eyes and the image of Chen Hao fighting the Ghost King appeared in her mind.

Not wanting to distract Chen Hao, she refrained from sending him a secret message, instead speaking to herself excitedly, "At last, Chen Hao has appeared, we're going to win."

In her eyes, the outcome of the duel between Chen Hao and the Ghost King was almost a foregone conclusion.

She rose to her feet and hurried to the city walls of Wushuang City at the greatest speed.

Seeing Ye Yuqiao, Zhao Chong, who was supervising the battle, asked, "Your Majesty, is there news of Chen Hao?"

Ye Yuqiao nodded with a smile, "Mhm! There's news of him, he's currently slaying the Ghost King!"

Hearing Ye Yuqiao's words, both Qian Feng and Zhao Chong shimmered with excitement and surprise.

After a pause, Qian Feng, with a furrowed brow, said, "It seems we're going to win!"

"Exactly!" Ye Yuqiao's smile grew even more triumphant, "Clan Leader Qian, you don't seem very happy?"

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just trying to stay calm," Qian Feng explained.

Ye Yuqiao looked towards the center of the fiercely contested battlefield, filled with anticipation, "We just need to wait a little longer, just a bit longer!"

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