"Who goes there?!"
A startled cry rang out.
Seventh Ancestor Zhan Cai'er and Ximen Lingzhong immediately moved to Qin Shaofeng's side.
The Yin Soul Captain and Yang Soul Captain led the few people who still retained a trace of fighting strength over, forming layer upon layer of guards around them.
"Eh? Is that a mantis?"
Rather than drawing closer, the voice sounded out in suspicion.
The next moment.
Qin Shaofeng saw a burly middle-aged man floating in the air above the Mantis Beast King's head.
He gave the Mantis Beast King several doubtful glances.
Then, he slapped a palm onto the Mantis Beast King's head.
The Mantis Beast King, already grievously wounded and only barely hanging on, died instantly.
Yet neither the Yin Soul Team nor the Life and Death Team dared to relax.
This man who had appeared out of nowhere might not truly be a friend.
Even if he was a friend, given their current state, they still had to remain exceedingly cautious.
The several hundred people did not retreat. Instead, they surrounded the man three layers deep inside and three layers deep outside.
"Thank you for your assistance, sir. May I ask who you are?"
Someone from the Yin Soul Team spoke up.
"Who am I? Cough, cough, cough..."
The middle-aged man seemed as though he had suffered some tremendous humiliation. His face darkened as he coughed repeatedly, apparently using it to ease his embarrassment.
At last, he turned around.
That was when the Yang Soul Captain's eyes widened.
"Y-You... You are... General, sir?" the Yang Soul Captain cried out.
Was the newcomer not precisely Yin Yang City's foremost general, the General of Yang Soul?
Unfortunately, aside from the Yang Soul Captain.
Not even the members of the three teams, including the Yin Soul Captain, had ever