At this moment, Lei Hao and the others were completely bound together, restrained by restrictions all around them. It was clear that they had no strength left to fight and had been thoroughly immobilized.
They cut sorry figures, leaving Yang Chen and the other two slightly astonished.
Two Nirvana Stage ghost generals stood guard over Lei Hao's group of five, grinning savagely. "Lord Ghost Venerable, these five include four at the Nirvana Stage and one at the Enlightenment Stage. They are prime provisions. We will refine them shortly and offer them to you for your meal!"
"Mm, good. A few of them have exceptionally pure bloodlines. Not bad. I like them," said the Yellow Springs Ghost Venerable.
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the situation before him, then said quietly, "It seems Lei Hao and the others ran into some trouble. We should rescue the four of them first, then, before those Underworld ghostly creatures return, use our advantage in numbers to forcefully kill these Underworld ghost generals and this Underworld Ghost Venerable."
"I have no objections," Zhang Wanyang said.
"I disagree!" Murong Qiuyan suddenly said coldly.
Yang Chen's expression darkened. "What do you mean by this, Miss Qiuyan?"
"Yang Chen, you are not qualified to be considered my peer. You need to understand your place, with your Enlightenment Stage strength!" Murong Qiuyan had finally recovered from Yang Chen's rescue just now and spoke coldly.
Then she said, "You saved me, and I am grateful. But at a time like this, we must heed the decisions of the strong and the elders. Do not think that saving my husband and me means you can decide everything. You are still too young, and too weak. You simply cannot see the overall situation clearly!"
Zhang Wanyang's expression tightened upon