This battle had turned defeat into victory entirely through Yan Chihuo's efforts alone. Though he had lost many subordinates in the fight, his prestige had now reached its peak.
Yan Chihuo led the ghost army back to their camp. Gu Ling came forward and said, "This time, we owe our great victory to the First General. However, I came here because the First General was wounded and went missing. Before I left, His Highness instructed me that once I found the First General, I was to invite him back."
The ghost troops had been jubilant after their great victory, but at these words, it was as though the eight plates of their skulls had been split apart and half a bucket of icy water poured over them. Not one of them could speak.
Yan Chihuo was also rather surprised, but Gu Ling had been sent by Heaven's End King and certainly would not lie about such a matter. Gu Ling continued, "I understand that none of you wishes for the First General to leave. But the First General has fought and slain enemies here for a long time, and his cultivation has long since reached the Dao Integration Stage. He should have been promoted long ago. We cannot hold back the First General's future."
Only then did the ghosts offer Yan Chihuo their congratulations in unison. Yin-Yang Rakshasa stepped forward and said to Yan Chihuo, "Congratulations, First General. With this promotion, you will surely become a Grand General."
At the sight of Yin-Yang Rakshasa, Yan Chihuo's heart stirred. "Chief Steward, shouldn't you be returning with me this time as well?"
Yin-Yang Rakshasa said, "If I had not been following the First General, would His Highness ever have been willing to let me come out? Now that the First General is