Lu Chen propped himself up with the Ember Sun Blade, his gaze fixed on the Faceless Ghost General.
Supported by the Blood Sacrifice Formation, the general could draw on an endless supply of blood essence to heal his injuries. Whether they severed his arms or tore open his abdomen, every wound healed in an instant unless they destroyed the source of yin baleful energy within him.
Dragging this out would do them no good at all.
The underground formation patterns continued devouring the blood essence of the mountain's living creatures. Rather than weakening from his injuries, the Faceless Ghost General's aura grew stronger with every recovery.
To kill him, they had to destroy his yin baleful energy source in an instant.
They could not give him any chance to recover.
Lu Chen took a few ragged breaths, suppressed the blood surging in his chest, and suddenly shouted to the others, "Give me time for one slash!"
Bai Xiuwu and Xiao Jinghong both turned to look at him.
"This Faceless Ghost General can keep recovering through the Blood Sacrifice Formation. We can't drag this out any longer."
Lu Chen pulled the Ember Sun Blade from the ground, his voice low and firm. "Hold him off for me. Give me time for one slash, and I can destroy his yin baleful energy source."
Bai Xiuwu glanced at the virtually unscathed Faceless Ghost General, then at Lu Chen's slightly pale face.
"Lu Chen, your techniques may counter these Demon Wraiths, but this Ghost General is immensely powerful, just one step from becoming a Ghost King. Are you really confident you can kill him with one slash?"
Xiao Jinghong frowned as well. "Kid, I admit you're strong, but this is no time to play the hero."
Although both men already had some understanding of