"Brother-in-law, I have to run for an urgent matter; call me if anything comes up!"

As the words fell, Chen Hao was sucked into the crack that had already stretched long enough to tear open the left half of his body.

After Chen Hao and the crack completely vanished, Zhang Chuiping looked on in surprise, murmuring to himself, "So this kid had the power of possession in his left eye."

Having been pulled into the rift, Chen Hao appeared in front of a large supermarket in Anyang Town in the blink of an eye. Before he even opened his eyes, he heard Tang Jing's voice—"Bastard, you're here!"

Chen Hao immediately opened his eyes and saw Tang Jing and Ye Yuqiao standing to his left front, while Xie Xiaofeng was engaged in combat with a Soul Corpse at the crossroads about a dozen meters away.

This was no ordinary Soul Corpse! Despite the distance, Chen Hao could already feel the profound Inner Strength within that Soul Corpse.

Next, he activated his Nether Vision skill, and saw that the unsightly Soul Corpse was possessed by the Yin Soul of an ancient man, roughly in his forties. The man was dressed in a grey robe, his hair slightly grayed, his expression stern, exuding an aura of an assassin.

If it weren't for Xie Xiaofeng constantly summoning Walls of Copper and Iron with Five Elements Spells to block, he would have already been sliced into pieces by that Martial Soul Corpse's blade.

"Boyfriend, go help Xie Xiaofeng," Ye Yuqiao said to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao nodded and dashed towards Xie Xiaofeng's rear with his Qinggong.

Just as it happened, the three Iron Walls cast by Xie Xiaofeng's Five Elements Spells were split by the Martial Soul Corpse's blade, and just when he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a palm against his back. Turning his head and seeing Chen Hao, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said in a haste, "Bastard, you've arrived!"

Suddenly, a flash of sword light appeared! A sword unexpectedly materialized in Chen Hao's left hand! Instantly, he thrust the sword towards the blade the Martial Soul Corpse swung in midair.

"Clang"—a remarkably sharp and clear sound rang out as the sword and blade collided fiercely, sending a powerful gust in all directions from the point of impact.

Worried that the mixed Sword Qi and blade energy would hurt Xie Xiaofeng, Chen Hao carried Xie Xiaofeng and moved back quickly until they reached where Ye Yuqiao and Tang Jing were.

"You guys go find that Soul Corpse that can emit poison from its whole body. I'll deal with this one right here," Chen Hao said.

"Alright!" The three of them nodded and then left. Before leaving, Ye Yuqiao lingered on Chen Hao with some reluctance, instructing him to be careful.

Seeing that Xie Xiaofeng, Ye Yuqiao, and Tang Jing were fleeing, the Martial Soul Corpse emitted a raspy roar towards the front and then leaped into the air to chase after them.

Just as it was about to pass over Chen Hao's head, a mass of black and purple Netherworld fire suddenly struck from below him.

In the blink of a turn, the Martial Soul Corpse retreated to the distance, managing to evade the Netherworld fire.

No sooner had its feet touched the ground than Chen Hao's merciless sword was already in front of it. Seeing the surging Sword Qi, the Corpse didn't blindly meet the attack but took a sidestep; Chen Hao followed closely, not giving it any chance to breathe, only seeking a quick battle.

As the surging Sword Qi approached once again, the Soul Corpse gritted its teeth, its eyes showing a ferocious light, its complexion quickly alternating between green and red, showing signs of entering a frenzied state.

A loud "bang" echoed as the sword and blade collided violently again, but this time Chen Hao, who was on the offensive, clearly had the upper hand, pressing down the Soul Corpse so it couldn't straighten its back.

The Soul Corpse clenched its teeth, attempting to muster all its strength for a counter-attack.

Chen Hao's foot pressed against the ground, and under the momentum of the upward force, he channeled more of his Inner Strength into the sword, then overpowered the counterattack of the Soul Corpse.

"Crack, crack, crack!" The Soul Corpse let out a hoarse and bizarre cry, as if a knife were stuck in its throat, its whole back bent to the limit.

At that moment, Chen Hao reached with his left hand and took out a soul-extracting rope, tossing it around the neck of the Soul Corpse. Once the rope had wound around the corpse's neck a few times, he pulled with his right hand, drawing out the Yin Soul that was attached to the Soul Corpse.

Immediately after, Chen Hao's left eye emitted a burst of dark purple Netherworld Fire, setting aflame the nearly desiccated corpse.

Only after the body had burned to ashes did Chen Hao withdraw the soul-extracting rope from around the neck of the Yin Soul. In an instant, the Yin Soul regained its senses and, looking at Chen Hao, clasped its hands in gratitude, saying, "Your Inner Strength is profound, I am unworthy by comparison."

Chen Hao smiled, then asked, "Who sent you? And who attached your Yin Soul to the body, turning you into a Soul Corpse?"

The Yin Soul frowned deeply, shaking its head with a sigh, "Sorry, I am not really sure. All I know is that I was once captured and taken to a cave belonging to the Feipeng Sect."

"Feipeng Sect?" A sharp glint flashed in Chen Hao's eyes as he thought that this cult's name could very well be related to Luo Pengfei. After mulling it over, Chen Hao said to the man, "I will deliver you to the Netherworld then. Only in the Netherworld can you hope for the chance to be reincarnated. By the way, how many Soul Corpses are there besides you?"

"Apart from myself, there are nineteen others. Three of them, like me, are versed in martial arts as Soul Corpses, and another one can spew toxic gas. Be careful with that one, as its toxic gas can poison the living and erode Yin Souls."

Hearing the Yin Soul say this, Chen Hao was immediately shocked and worried that Ye Yuqiao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing might encounter the Poisonous Soul Corpse. He quickly sent a secret message to Ye Yuqiao, "Girlfriend, whatever you do, do not get close to the Soul Corpse that can spew corpse poison!"

"Got it!" Ye Yuqiao's voice quickly responded to Chen Hao, "Have you dealt with that Soul Corpse?"

"Almost! Don't move, all of you just wait there for me, obediently follow my instructions this time," Chen Hao said.

"Okay, got it. This time we'll definitely listen to you."

Afterwards, having delivered the ancient Yin Soul, Chen Hao rushed towards where his three companions were.

As it happened,

Just as he was nearing Ye Yuqiao and the other two, another Martial Soul Corpse was also closing in.

Then, Chen Hao drew his sword and leaped towards the Martial Soul Corpse. Much like before, he first used the soul-extracting rope to pull out the Yin Soul of the Martial Soul Corpse, then used the Netherworld Fire to burn the corpse, and finally delivered the Yin Soul attached to the Martial Soul Corpse to the Netherworld.

Next, following the strong scent of corpse poison, Ye Yuqiao led the other three to the Anyang town police station.

Because the Soul Corpses had gone on a killing spree earlier, more than half of the townspeople had swarmed to the police station, thinking the officers could protect them. Therefore, at the entrance of the police station, Chen Hao and his group of four saw bodies everywhere, filling the whole station.

These people had died from the corpse poison, and at that moment, the poison was gradually devouring their Yin Souls.

Seeing such a horrific scene left the four of them dumbstruck.

After a long while, an excited voice suddenly came through— "Ye Heng!"

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