As the gazes of Lu Ye and the other two converged, the Great Skeleton General, who had sat motionless as though dead for countless years, suddenly moved.
His lowered head slowly lifted. As expected, there was no flesh on his face, only ghastly white bones. His two eye sockets were dark and profound, like two black holes capable of swallowing all light.
What caught Lu Ye's attention was that a short blade had actually been stabbed into the Great Skeleton General's left eye socket, buried to the hilt!
Lu Ye finally understood why You Ling would rather ask others for help than give up on killing this big fellow. This poor wretch had clearly set her sights on that short blade!
If it were an ordinary treasure, that would be one thing, but this short blade was obviously suited for a Ghost Cultivator, and its quality was definitely not low!
Once she took the short blade, whether she used it herself or sold it, either would be a fine choice. Lu Ye guessed that You Ling would most likely sell it, because she did not seem to have a habit of using Spiritual Treasures. Whenever she killed in the Chaos War Assembly battlefield, it was always a single move—Black Tiger Snatches the Heart. Who knew how she had cultivated those claws of hers? Ordinary Star Constellation cultivators simply could not withstand her sneak attacks.
Lu Ye felt somewhat puzzled. Since this Great Skeleton General could still move, why had he not pulled the short blade from his eye socket? Why leave it there instead?
There had to be some secret behind this that no one knew.
As the Great Skeleton General raised his head, a ghostfire suddenly ignited in his right eye socket. Unlike the ghostfires in the eye sockets