The ghost had the appearance of an ancient general, helmeted and fully armed. His pitch-black eyes sent a chill through anyone who saw them, like a demon gazing into the abyss.
The Generals' Ghost remained visible for only a few seconds before abruptly turning toward Chen Hao, seemingly aware that Chen Hao could see him.
Chen Hao's heart lurched. He saw the Generals' Ghost suddenly open his savage maw and let out a soul-piercing roar that only Chen Hao could hear, then lunge straight at him.
The sound left Chen Hao's eardrums throbbing. Frightened, he hurriedly put away the Demon-Detecting Mirror. When he turned around, Qin Yumo happened to walk right up to him, startling him so badly that he jumped.
Qin Yumo was just about to ask him something when she, too, sensed an inexplicable, eerie force rushing at her from behind. The shock instantly drained the color from her face.
Seeing this, Chen Hao stepped forward and caught her. "Are you all right?"
Qin Yumo steadied herself, her eyes filled with fear. After looking around and finding nothing unusual, she asked uneasily, "Did you feel that force just now?"
Chen Hao was surprised that Qin Yumo could sense the ghost as well, but he soon understood. Perhaps it had something to do with her skill at reading qi.
Despite his shock, Chen Hao could only pretend nothing had happened. "What force?"
Qin Yumo released his hand and frowned in thought for a moment before shaking her head and muttering, "Maybe I was imagining things."
Then she immediately looked at Chen Hao. "What are you doing here? What were you holding just now?"
Chen Hao's eyes darted. "I wasn't holding anything. Did you see it wrong?"
Qin Yumo was about to press him when Chen Hao immediately changed the