Battle at Shaded Cliff

Below Shaded Cliff, a chilling wind howled in fury.

The pitch-black cave mouth resembled the jaws of a colossal beast, continuously spewing dense deathly energy, mixed with the teeth-grating scrape of bones and the soundless shrieks of vengeful souls.

The first to rush out were several dozen yin soldiers clad in tattered armor and wielding rusted weapons. Ghostly green flames flickered in their eye sockets. Most possessed mid- to late-Xiantian auras. Their movements were stiff yet swift as they formed a battle formation and closed in on Lu Chen and the others.

Even more chilling were the three figures that stepped out behind them, their auras clearly far more powerful.

The one in the center stood over ten feet tall, clad in black bone armor and wielding a massive ghost-headed axe the size of a door panel. Soulfire blazed fiercely within its skeletal skull—it was unmistakably an early Supernatural Power ghost general!

The figure on the left drifted like condensed mist, holding two bone spikes. Its aura was sinister and elusive, and it too was at the early Supernatural Power stage.

On the right stood a hunched old ghost holding a soul banner. Countless faces struggled across its surface, radiating waves of soul-snaring fluctuations. It was likewise at the early Supernatural Power stage!

Three early Supernatural Power ghost generals! Along with dozens of yin soldiers! This force was enough to sweep aside an ordinary Xiantian squad and even make typical early Supernatural Power cultivators keep their distance.

"Form up! Defend!" Lu Chen barked. Though startled, the four team members behind him did not panic. They immediately stood back-to-back and formed a simple Four Symbols defensive formation, their astral energy linking as one.

Lu Chen, meanwhile, stepped forward alone to face the surging horde of ghosts.

His expression was calm, but