It had to be said that Underworld ghostly creatures being able to break into the rear had practically become an established fact.
Tongyun Ghost General had been one case. Not long after they began searching around, they encountered a lone ghostly creature.
Their luck was fairly good. This ghostly creature was not very strong, merely a Ghost General with around two thousand Dao intent inscriptions.
The moment they ran into it, the group surrounded the Ghost General.
"Ha ha ha, Sister, our luck is pretty good this time. We ran into a Ghost General with only two thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions right away," Murong Wufeng said.
"Only two thousand? I alone can take it down," another team member said with a hearty laugh.
Yet this Ghost General was not afraid in the slightest. Surrounded as it was, it instead snarled viciously, "All of you will die!"
Murong Hongye said coldly, "You are at death's door and still talking tough. Which one of you will kill it? It is worth a thousand battle merits, at least!"
This Ghost General was a mid-grade Ghost General. With two thousand Dao intent inscriptions, it was not worth much—only a thousand battle merits.
That truly was nothing to Yang Chen, but for these people, even if a thousand battle merits were divided among several people, a few hundred battle merits each was still a sizable chunk of meat.
The moment they decided to act, one person stepped out and began fighting the Ghost General.
The weakest among them possessed four or five thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions. Fighting this Ghost General, he naturally held the upper hand steadily and soon suppressed it.
As for Yang Chen, the others treated him like a trump card. They had not considered letting him deal with such a minor character