As he spoke, the burly man commanded the Ghost Shadows to pounce towards Chu Hao with extreme speed, materializing in front of Chu Hao like a phantom. The chilling Ghost Qi they emitted seemed to freeze the surrounding space, their claws reaching out to strangle.

Chu Hao sneered. His counterattack was too swift; he extended his hand and easily caught the Ghost Shadow by its neck. With his current strength, how could an ordinary Dark Killing Ghost possibly be his opponent?

The Ghost Shadow let out a piercing scream, trying to use ultrasonic waves to affect Chu Hao.

However, Chu Hao lifted his left hand and formed a hand seal. This was the most basic Soul Extinguishing Curse which, when performed by an ordinary person, could only intimidate a Xiao Gui. When performed by someone with strong cultivation, its power was naturally on a different level.

Chu Hao threw a punch, landing it squarely on the Ghost Shadow.

BANG! The Ghost Shadow didn't even have time to wail before its ghostly body cracked open and disintegrated into dust.

"Ding... Killed a Dark Killing Ghost. Gained 300,000 Experience Points."

"Ding... Dark Killing Ghost dropped the item: Mysterious Ghost Killing Pill. It has been stored in your inventory."

Chu Hao withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Pathetically weak."

The man coughed up blood, his complexion deathly pale. With his Evil Spirit dead, he too was severely injured. He looked at Chu Hao in terror. Is this the strength of an Underworld Deity? It's terrifyingly powerful!

Chu Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression hidden beneath the Ghost Mask. He spoke indifferently, "When this Divine Deity takes action, even I am afraid of myself. Now, does anyone else dare to question it? And I'd advise against letting him reincarnate."

"Ding... Host successfully showed off, gaining 500 show-off points."

The entire area fell silent. Those who harbored doubts were now utterly convinced; this was truly an Envoy from the Underworld.

Amazing, Ghost Dao Sect! An Envoy from the Underworld personally came to foster the Ghost Dao Sect's growth and power?

On the other hand, Wang Ku and the old man felt something was off. This tone, this manner of speaking... why did it sound so much like a certain someone?

Ma Yi said excitedly, "Everyone, we will follow the Superior's arrangements."

Chu Hao nodded and commanded, "Then let's begin. The five strongest among you, step forward."

Ma Yi nodded, and the five strongest individuals from the crowd stepped up: two old men, one middle-aged man, and an old woman, all exuding a ghastly Ghost Qi.

Chu Hao stroked his chin and said, "You five will fight. Whoever wins in the end will get this opportunity."

The five were incredibly excited. The Third Elder, Ma Yi, let out a roar, casting aside his walking stick. A chilling aura emanated from him as he boldly declared, "You four, come at me together!"

The other four were wary. Although they were strong, none dared to contend with Ma Yi, who clearly possessed the strength befitting an Elder of his rank.

"Third Elder, my apologies," a middle-aged man said, cupping his fists in a salute.

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized coffin and a golden bell.

The coffin lid flew off, and a small, pitch-black snake emerged. This snake was extremely venomous, its body wreathed in dark Qi, with countless Evil Ghosts visibly clinging to it.

"A Ghost Snake?"

Ma Yi scoffed, producing a yellow talisman in his hand, and shouted, "Curse Formation!"

The yellow talisman in his hand floated into the air, splitting into two, then four. More and more yellow talismans appeared, multiplying until they formed a defensive wall.

The fierce battle ignited instantly as all four attacked at once. Their primary target was to eliminate the Third Elder, their most formidable competitor.

Chu Hao watched with keen interest. These guys are actually quite strong. If they were to team up against me, it would indeed be a headache.

In the end, all five were injured, and one man—the middle-aged controller of the snake—even died. Only the Third Elder remained standing in the center, panting heavily.

"The Elder's might is awe-inspiring!"

The crowd watched, their hair standing on end. The competition was simply too vicious.

Chu Hao was also taken aback. Ma Yi is indeed desperate. His strength is enough to deal with top-level Dark Killing Ghosts, and he could even take on slightly stronger Evil Demons and other spectral fiends.

Ma Yi, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, looked exceptionally weak, yet he said excitedly, "Superior, I... I won."

Chu Hao nodded and ordered, "Come here."

Ma Yi stepped forward, full of anticipation.

Chu Hao said indifferently, "Now, I bestow upon you the opportunity to become a god."

Ma Yi was thrilled, and the others were intensely envious.

Chu Hao raised his hand. Ma Yi, utterly defenseless, looked at him with an expectant gaze, as if about to receive divine Grace.

Honestly, Chu Hao felt a pang of reluctance. This feels rather underhanded.

But then again, why should I show mercy to these utterly vicious scoundrels? Every one of them has the blood of countless innocents on their hands!

As he said, "I'm sending you to become a god," Chu Hao delivered a vicious slap. His strength was immense, enough to crack stone; how could a mortal body withstand such a blow?

SLAP! Ma Yi's head snapped back as if struck by a car. He collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, dead on the spot.

"Ah!" Everyone was shocked and dismayed, their faces turning alarmingly pale.

What... what just happened? None of them had processed it.

Chu Hao waved his hand and said lightly, "What's all the panic? This Taoist Master has merely granted him the chance to follow me to the Underworld. Someday, he will become a Divine Deity just like me."

Damn!

The crowd was dumbstruck. Is this what you call a training spot?

A death sentence?

Are you sure you're not deceiving us?

Everyone felt Chu Hao had thoroughly insulted their intelligence.

But then again, when Chu Hao said those words, everyone... felt that, well, Old Tie, there was no problem with his logic.

This Envoy from the Underworld wants to take people to the Underworld for training. Naturally, one can't enter with a living body. Only the dead can enter the Underworld.

At this thought, everyone shuddered. This Divine Deity from the Underworld was too terrifying! Their hearts trembled, and they couldn't help but step back.

Chu Hao declared, "Now, there are two spots left."

The crowd retreated frantically, no one daring to step forward, shuddering deep inside.

Chu Hao smirked internally. These people aren't complete fools, after all.

Chu Hao pointed at Wang Ku and said, "Young man, this God sees you have good talent. The important task of becoming a god is entrusted to you."

Wang Ku: "..."

Wang Ku was terrified beyond his wits. He never expected the Divine Superior to single him out. He fell to his knees with a THUD, trembling as he stammered, "Great... Great Superior, I don't want to become a god."

Chu Hao glared. "Only in death can you follow this God to the Underworld! Hmph... For this God to favor you is a blessing from your previous lifetime of cultivation. Are you telling me you won't give this God face?"

Wang Ku was on the verge of a breakdown.

Is this a spot to become a Divine Deity?

This is clearly just sending me to my grave!

Wang Ku was so scared that he shivered all over, ceaselessly kowtowing to Chu Hao as he pleaded, "Superior, I... I'm still young, and I'm very weak. Amongst these people, many are stronger and more talented than me. I beg you to choose another."

The others were cursing under their breath; some had already hidden at the very back.

Wang Ku pointed at the people who had moved away and said, "Superior, his name is Zhang Chengwen. He's the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation in the Ghost Dao Sect. And that one, named Sun Yuan, is the disciple of the Great Elder. Both of them are stronger than me."

The two young men he pointed out, their faces changing color drastically, knelt on the ground with a THUD.