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Lin Hao ignored him coldly and strode forward. He wasn't frightened by this terrifying scene at all.    

    

The further he walked, the more terrifying the scene he saw became.    

    

With one step, he could hear the shrill cries of ghosts, with the second step, he could smell the corpses of resentful ghosts, and with three steps, he could smell the rotten bones, and with four steps, he could eat the flesh of zombies with his tongue. With a rope around his neck, there was no reason for him to be afraid of the six steps...    

    

In just six steps, Lin Hao could feel six kinds of strong impact, including the senses of the eyes, ears, nose, and tongue. Any of these six types would be disturbed by the resentful ghosts, and the six of them would instantly fall into the entanglement of the souls of the deceased.    

    

Furthermore, with layers upon layers of overlapping, when one reached the sixth realm, it was as if one's body had come to hell itself. Lin Hao could clearly feel the terror of the ten thousand ghosts devouring the soul.    

    

Watching the flesh and blood of the body being devoured by the ten thousand ghosts, no matter how wooden one was, he would be lost in his thoughts.    

    

However, Lin Hao was not an ordinary person. Lin Hao's heart was so big that it was beyond common sense.    

    

The ten thousand ghosts' soul devouring did not affect Lin Hao at all. Instead, he started to look down on them. Although it was only the outer layer of his Soul Altar, wasn't it a bit too much to look down on cultivator just because of this illusion?    

    

However, Lin Hao only knew one thing and didn't know the other.    

    

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Devouring was a completely different scene for anyone whose soul was weaker than Lin Hao's.    

    

The weaker the soul was, the more realistic the illusion would be. If cultivator, who hadn't trained his soul before, was here... If his soul was devoured, he would lose a part of his soul. He would lose it again, until the ten thousand ghosts truly devoured his soul. Humans would also die here forever, and it would be difficult to save them.    

    

This was a true soul devouring technique. A person with a weak soul would have no chance of surviving in this place. However, Lin Hao's soul was just too strong, and it was more than enough to resist the corrosion of the dead souls.    

    

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the Soul Altar was like the Nether River, and the souls of the dead were like piranhas swimming in the Nether River. All living people who entered were devoured until not even their bones were left.    

    

However, Lin Hao's soul strength made him use an unusual trick.    

    

Lin Hao walked in the Nether River like an iron man. No matter how fierce and terrifying the piranhas were, they couldn't enter Lin Hao's iron soul.    

    

Therefore, it was as easy as turning over a palm for Lin Hao to cross the Nether River.    

    

"Scram to the side. You're so ugly, yet you dare to come out and scare people. If you weren't busy, I would stop and slap you right now."    

    

"What are you looking at? It's great that you have big eyes. It's great that you can hold them in your hands. Who doesn't have two holes? Don't hold your eyes in your hands all day long. Do you understand how dirty it is? "    

    

" And you. Is it fun to hang yourself on a tree? Is it fun? I don't know how old you are, but you still don't know shame? Are you addicted to playing? "    

    

" And you, try touching me again? Did I give you face? Do you think it's fun to rub your dirty face on my clothes? Go play by the side!"    

    

"You don't understand, do you? Do you believe that if you don't retract this broken leg, you can directly stomp it into a duck's palm? Your father's soul strength is so strong, don't tell me you've never died before? Again? I'll step on it!"    

    

" What's your name? Isn't it nice to hear it? You don't even have an Adam's apple, yet you still dare to shout? And you, what are you laughing about? What's so funny? Laugh, keep laughing. If you dare to stop, I'll whip your slippers at you!"    

    

Lin Hao was a brave man in white. He knew that his Soul Altar's defense could not do anything to him with the strength of his soul.    

    

As he walked towards the Soul Altar and Soul Tablet, Lin Hao pointed at the ghosts that tried to disgust Lin Hao as if he was cursing on the street.    

    

He was afraid that he would not be afraid. He would never be afraid in his life. He would not be able to be scared even if he was scared. He would only be able to live like this if he were to scold the ghosts.    

    

Entering the Soul Altar felt like going home. I went home a year ago, but I didn't go back at all on the 30th night of the year. Whenever something happened at home, I would go back and take a look.    

    

It felt much better inside the Soul Altar than inside the home. It was very boring to be alone at home. There were no friends. When girlfriends played, they were all ghosts inside. They scream miserably and are extremely ugly. The key is that they can't beat me. Hoo hoo, I really like it inside.    

    

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Spirit Leader, Hao Guevara.