In their eyes, if an especially powerful ghost general challenged a human team, that was perfectly normal.
After all, among their many ghost generals, there were indeed some relatively powerful ones.
But for humans to challenge a team of ghost generals?
That was undoubtedly courting death.
Humans were not yet that powerful.
This was the "common sense" in their eyes.
Yet they did not know that Yang Chen had chosen to make the others retreat and act himself because he felt these ghost generals were so weak that whether the others helped or not was utterly meaningless.
The cruel reality soon unfolded!
Yang Chen moved!
But what Yang Chen did was very simple. He merely took a light step, and powerful Dao Intent Inscriptions instantly enveloped every ghost general present.
Lightning, metal, wood, water, fire, earth.
Life and death, unyielding, space-time!
Then, nearly twenty thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions descended like sharp blades at lightning speed, suppressing everything below.
A thunderous boom rang out.
Yang Chen stopped.
Yet under Yang Chen's absolute strength, those dozen-plus ghost generals were suppressed in an instant, unable to rise.
"Waaah!"
These Underworld ghost generals seemed to have a great mountain pressed down upon them. They screamed and struggled, but it was all in vain, completely useless.
As this scene unfolded, the entire place fell silent.
Murong Hongye and the others drew a deep breath. From this moment onward, they no longer had the slightest doubt about Yang Chen's strength.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen ghost generals had been utterly crushed by Yang Chen's absolute strength, unable to lift their heads again.
"How is that possible?!" A stormy sea churned in Duan Liuhe's heart as well.
Even Gu Feixing, who stood beside him with an air of supreme arrogance, had his