This collision was also the blow that would decide victory or defeat.
Yang Chen knew it, and the Nine Yin Ghost Generals knew it as well.
Whoever lost would be utterly defeated. Everything would end, and their life would be forfeit.
For that very reason, the Nine Yin Ghost Generals threw everything they had into this attack. They wanted to fight Yang Chen to the death.
Yet the outcome was incomparably cruel.
The Nine Yin Ghost Generals exerted every ounce of their strength and unleashed all their methods, yet in an instant, every last one vanished like smoke in the wind, reduced to nothing!
Their Nine Yin Fiend Fingers—their strongest strike at present—were reduced to nothing beneath Yang Chen's golden light.
"What kind of Dao Intent is this?!"
The Nine Yin Ghost Generals felt it clearly.
What was truly formidable was not Yang Chen's Golden Bell Daoist art itself, but the Dao Intent Inscription Yang Chen had woven into it.
It was an extraordinarily mysterious Dao Intent Inscription, mixed into all manner of techniques. It was a Dao Intent Inscription they had never seen before.
It was precisely this Dao Intent Inscription that completely dissolved their Nine Yin Fiend Fingers before sweeping toward them all the way!
"Run!"
The Nine Yin Ghost Generals had just formed that thought when the Great Golden Bell Hand crashed down, carrying Yang Chen's various Dao Intents with it, and utterly engulfed them.
"Waaah!"
The Nine Yin Ghost Generals let out one final scream. Then their body was slain by Yang Chen's Great Golden Bell Hand, vanishing as they perished!
He had won!
At this moment, quite a few human experts witnessed the scene, their eyes brimming with tears.
The Nine Yin Ghost Generals who had driven them into despair and filled them with terror