Ghost Immortal City Arrives

Qin Hao's contemptuous gaze made the old man deeply uncomfortable. It had been far, far too long since he had felt another's disdain.

At that moment, the old man seemed to sense something. His entire body perked up.

The old man glared viciously at Qin Hao above him, slowly rose to his feet, spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm to the side, and said with a laugh, "Hehe, I hope you won't regret this. You'll pay the price for it."

Qin Hao also noticed something strange about the old man. Narrowing his eyes, he stared at him and asked, "They're here?"

Without saying anything more, he looked around, but found nothing.

Just then, an arrow tore through the air from afar and shot straight at Qin Hao. Its howl as it split the wind was like a flood dragon's roar, carrying immense force as it threatened to swallow Qin Hao in the blink of an eye.

Yet Qin Hao made no excessive movement. He merely turned slightly and looked at the arrow flying toward him.

With swift eyes and quicker hands, he seized the incoming arrow. Its terrifying impact had no effect on Qin Hao whatsoever; it only lifted his hair, unable even to force him back a single step.

Qin Hao caught the arrow barehanded, raising a brow. As his physical constitution improved, he could easily see people several miles away. Staring toward the direction from which the arrow had come, he spotted a figure atop the distant city wall, dressed exactly like the old man in the pit.

The man held a pitch-black bow and stared in Qin Hao's direction.

So this was Ghost Immortal City's reinforcements. Qin Hao smiled knowingly. He had finally waited for them.

When the old man in the deep pit saw the arrow in Qin Hao's hand, he knew his reinforcements had arrived. A long-lost smile appeared on his face.

At the same time.

On the city wall.

The ghost cultivator holding the bow also noticed that Qin Hao had caught his arrow completely unharmed. A trace of worry appeared on his face. "Looks like he really is a troublesome fellow. No wonder that old fool Zhang Long called us here for support."

As he spoke, he took out another arrow, preparing to give Qin Hao another shot.

Qin Hao waited for a while but did not see the man shoot another arrow. He stopped looking at him and instead gazed at the once-level residences, which had now become shattered ruins.

The area around him had been flattened by Qin Hao and the other two, leaving pits of all sizes everywhere. The sight was simply unbearable.

Thud, thud, thud~

Several sets of footsteps came from the surrounding ruins.

Several people dressed in Ghost Immortal City attire walked toward Qin Hao. Qin Hao counted them. There were four reinforcements in total: three closing in to surround him, and one shooting arrows from afar.

Including that old man, there were five people from Ghost Immortal City present.

At this moment, the old man also leaped out of the pit and came to Qin Hao's side, forming a pincer attack.

"Well? Are you satisfied now? Hahahaha." Seeing Qin Hao surrounded, the old man threw back his head and laughed.

Qin Hao ignored him and sized up the other three. He found that all three were at the Nascent Soul stage, but he was not worried in the slightest.

Just as the old man was mocking Qin Hao, one of the people who had come to support him said disdainfully, "Zhang Long, you really are useless. You can't even handle a little brat like this."

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"What are you still alive for?"

Hearing that, Qin Hao learned the old man's identity. His name is Zhang Long? Does he have a brother called Zhao Hu too? Hahaha.

The old man named Zhang Long, hearing someone mock him, hurriedly turned to that person and said, "Jiang Yin, stop spouting fucking nonsense. Kill this kid in front of us first."

"Hmph!" Jiang Yin did not waste any more words on Zhang Long. He took out his weapon, a large saber, and carefully examined Qin Hao.

Though he had just mocked Zhang Long, he had only said it casually. He would not underestimate a kid who had beaten Zhang Long into using Soul Devouring.

Moreover, judging from their injuries, Zhang Long had been the one completely crushed. Looking at the devastation around them, it was clear that the youth before them was not someone to provoke.

"Kid, I can tell that you're no ordinary person. How about it? Do you want to join Ghost Immortal City?" Jiang Yin first tried to recruit him, hoping to avoid unnecessary casualties.

"Ah—"

Qin Hao rolled his neck, stretched his somewhat sore arms, yawned, and said, "Are you going to fight or not? The moment you show up, all you do is spout pointless nonsense. Don't you have any other lines?"

"If you're fighting, hurry up. I still need to go back and sleep!"

Hearing this, Zhang Long's rage surged to his head. He charged forward furiously, bone hammer in hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Yin stopped hesitating and immediately shouted to the two people beside him, "Bai Hu, Chen Bin, stay to the side. Attack whenever you spot an opening. Zhang Long and I will go first."

"Alright!" The two knew that the youth before them was no simple opponent, so they were extremely cautious.

After speaking, Jiang Yin slowly stepped forward, intending to catch Qin Hao off guard with a slash.

Looking at Zhang Long's bone hammer, Qin Hao found it rather interesting. This bone hammer was really hard. He had no idea what demon beast's skull it was made from, but it had collided with his fist several times already and had not broken!

This time, he had no intention of taking the blow head-on. Relying on his speed, he dodged the attack, flashed behind Zhang Long, and prepared to give him a loving punch.

Just as Qin Hao was about to punch Zhang Long, Jiang Yin suddenly appeared on Qin Hao's right. Jiang Yin's saber struck straight into Qin Hao's abdomen.

There was only a sharp "Clang!"

Qin Hao, having been struck, flew backward and smashed into the ruins, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Beautiful!" Seeing Qin Hao sent flying, Zhang Long gripped the bone hammer tightly and shouted. At last, he had vented a little of his anger.

But Jiang Yin showed no joy at all. When his blade struck Qin Hao just now, he had felt that he had not broken through Qin Hao's defense at all. Instead, he had been stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at the saber in his hand. There was not a trace of blood on its blade, confirming his suspicion. He stared in shock toward Qin Hao.

Sure enough, footsteps sounded from within the dust at that moment.

Thud, thud, thud~

Qin Hao slowly emerged from the ruins. He had not suffered any injuries; there was only a shallow saber mark on his abdomen, which had not even cut through his skin.

He patted the dust from his body, then looked at Jiang Yin with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. "You're somewhat interesting."

Seeing Qin Hao unharmed, the expressions of those present grew several degrees grimmer. They knew Jiang Yin's strength well. If that slash had landed on any of them, even if it did not kill them, it would have left them seriously wounded.

"Damn it! How is this possible? How could that slash fail to even break this kid's skin?" Seeing Qin Hao's monstrous defense, Zhang Long already felt a profound sense of helplessness.