Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

After the Skeleton Lady turned to ashes, the Skeleton General immediately flew into a rage.

With each strike of his broadsword, the blows grew heavier than the last.

Yan Zhengchu was adept at drawing talismans and casting spells, but if it came to a martial arts contest with a general who had once dominated the battlefield, he certainly wouldn't stand a chance.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this general is just a skeleton; every move he makes is incredibly fierce.

Master Yan was chased and slashed several times, and was almost defeated.

Left with no other choice, they had to call on Ren Fengjue and Yu Lang for help.

Of course, the two of them weren't idle either; the ghost soldiers were like swarms of locusts crossing a river, giving the impression that they could never be eradicated...

Although Master Yan gave them a magical artifact called the "Soul-Pointing Brush" to punish these little ghosts.

However, faced with such a huge number, it was still somewhat overwhelming.

Hearing Yan Zhengchu cry for help, Yu Lang quickly glanced over and saw the skeletal general's knife almost striking him.

Although Master Yan dodged it, he appeared somewhat disheveled and strained.

"My lord, Master Yan is about to collapse. I'm going to help him. Please be careful!"

While Ren Fengjue was busy, he kept glancing at Xia Ximo not far away.

The two faceless demons, knowing they were no match for her, kept their distance from her throughout, hiding their true forms and using feints and diversions...

Xia Ximo had long seen through their tricks and had been waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, mist rose beneath their feet, and the sounds of fighting around them disappeared.

Wuyou reminded her from the lamplight, "Mogu, be very careful of the illusions, don't fall into their trap."

Xia Ximo looked around and realized that he was in a void.

There was nothing but billowing smoke...

Just then, it felt like a cool breeze was blowing in my ear, followed by a whistling sound.

"Quick! Close the door!"

"The female demon is coming!"

"Master, we must quickly go and find shelter!"

"Mo Gu, you actually slaughtered your fellow disciples! You—"

The sounds of fighting, cries for help, and questions filled the air; chaos reigned...

Xia Ximo felt as if something had stabbed her in the chest.

Then, in the illusion, many pairs of eyes appeared, eyes filled with anger, fear, disappointment, shock, resentment…

Finally, they spat at her in unison: "You heartless traitor! I curse you! May you be cast into the deepest hell after death, to suffer endless torment, and never be reborn!"

The stabbing pain in my chest intensified, as if I had been stabbed by someone with a knife, and then many more people came after me.

Each of them held a knife, as if they wanted to cut her into a thousand pieces.

What did I do wrong?

Xia Ximo looked into those eyes, but he couldn't bring himself to say those words.

The words accumulated in my heart, like a mouthful of stagnant blood, pressing on my chest.

Wuyou hurriedly shouted, "Mogu, wake up! This is an illusion, an illusion! Don't fall into the faceless ghost's trap!"

The next second, Xia Ximo spat out that mouthful of "blood".

It's like suddenly finding peace after experiencing pain and struggle.

She coldly stared at the "eyes" in front of her, a sneer appearing on her lips, and immediately locked onto a pair of eyes that clearly exuded cunning.

"I've found you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out her hand towards those eyes without hesitation. The illusion vanished, and she captured the two faceless ghosts in her hands.

The faceless ghost knew that once it was caught, it would be unable to escape, so it began to whisper evil winds in her ear.

"Don't kill us! We're still useful! Very useful!"

"We know about your past life! I know what happened!"

"Aren't you eager to know those things? We can help you as long as you don't kill us!"

They are indeed extremely adept at reading people's minds.

Xia Ximo glanced at them coldly, without showing the slightest emotion: "Do I need you to tell me?"

Upon hearing this, the faceless ghosts were taken aback, and the next second, the pain of being burned by flames gradually distorted their faces.

In no time, a burst of crimson flames engulfed the two demons completely.

The remaining ghosts could all sense that it was the Netherworld Fire of the Underworld, and they were thrown into chaos, with most of them fleeing immediately.

The remaining forces are still putting up a stubborn resistance, but their morale is clearly low.

Seeing this, the Skeleton General became even more enraged. He swung his heavy sword down, and immediately some of the little devils were annihilated by his blade.

"This is the fate of those who desert!"

He had said the same thing when he was fighting on the battlefield.

Even now that they've become ghosts, their military might still remains.

Seeing this, the ghosts indeed dared not run away anymore.

Yan Zhengchu and Yu Lang, working together, managed only to fight the Skeleton General to a draw.

"I never imagined this fellow's swordsmanship was so exquisite..."

Although Yu Lang was also a martial artist, he was playful by nature and practiced a wide variety of weapons, but he was not proficient in any of them.

He had also practiced swordsmanship for a period of time and knew that most sword techniques emphasized "large and sweeping movements," which were extremely demanding on one's endurance and basic skills.

If someone slacks off for even one day, their flaws will be revealed.

However, this general's swordsmanship was solid and steady, and his skills were definitely top-notch.

He couldn't help but say to Yan Zhengchu, "It's a good thing he's just a skeleton now, otherwise we would probably be dead by now."

No sooner had he spoken than the skeleton general took out the "child sword," and with two swords in hand, the killing power was even greater.

The two were finally unable to withstand the attack and were forced to retreat repeatedly.

"My lord, he's dying!"

Just as Yu Lang finished shouting, Xia Ximo blocked his way before Ren Fengjue could.

Although she held no weapon, she simply stood there, and the Skeleton General's sword hesitated to strike.

During the stalemate, the skeleton general suddenly realized that she was the real formidable opponent.

Even so, he dared not show any fear.

"This faceless ghost boasted about how powerful he was, but he was actually subdued by a mere girl."

Xia Ximo replied, "You'll be here soon too."

The Skeleton General knew he was no match for them at this moment. He chuckled maliciously and said, "Since you're stopping my return to life, then stay here and die with me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his arm, and a centipede emerged from the top of his head, emitting a sharp hiss.

Immediately, the ghost soldiers and generals beside them involuntarily covered their ears, appearing to be in great pain…

Immediately afterwards, the familiar rustling sound came from inside the tomb again, and the ghosts instantly turned into insects and crawled toward the skeleton general.

Yan Zhengchu suddenly realized, "So, these evil spirits were hiding in those insects."

After the general's statue collapsed, the insects were summoned and transformed into ghosts.

At this moment, it turned back into an insect...

Yu Lang felt another chill: "What are those insects... doing?"

Yan Zhengchu was also stunned for a moment. He saw that all the insects had crawled onto the skeleton general. In no time, the entire skeleton was covered by insects.

Beneath the armor, densely packed, only the shadows of insects remained, sending chills down one's spine.