And not only had they lost, they had lost so miserably, so bleakly.
Now, they could only run.
Dead. All dead. Ghost generals with over ten thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions were like thin paper, like children before Yang Chen, torn apart with utter ease.
They could only run.
But could running save them?
That depended on whether Yang Chen agreed.
Seeing the three ghost generals fleeing, Yang Chen revealed himself as well.
Great Golden Bell Hand.
The Great Golden Bell Hand appeared and came crashing down in the blink of an eye.
As the three ghost generals turned around, they tried to resist Yang Chen's Great Golden Bell Hand, but the outcome was incomparably tragic.
Rumble!
The sound echoed, and the cries of the three ghost generals still lingered in the sky.
"Lord Nine Yin, save us!"
As their cries echoed, Nine Yin Ghost General truly intended to act and save the three ghost generals. But Yang Chen's Great Golden Bell Hand was clearly faster.
The three ghost generals were blasted into scraps by Yang Chen's attack.
Indeed.
Ten thousand Dao Intents was a watershed. Those who reached it were several times stronger than the experts below ten thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions.
But Yang Chen's quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions was now nearing twenty thousand.
With that quantity, crushing experts with over ten thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions was naturally as easy as turning over one's hand!
The moment the three ghost generals died, the entire scene fell silent. It was so quiet that even a falling needle could be heard clearly.
Everyone—ghost generals, humans, Murong Hongye and the others hiding in the shadows, as well as Nine Yin Ghost General—fell silent.
They did not know how to respond, nor did they know how to explain what they had just witnessed!