Battle with the Ghost General

What differed this time was that her sword pierced down without hesitation!

The Ghost General’s face contorted in pain, ceasing his advance as his body collapsed with a resounding thud.

Silence engulfed the scene, even those who were speaking moments ago abruptly fell silent, halting their words.

Yet, there was no trace of joy on Ye Bai’s face. His intuition told him that something was amiss.

How could a Ghost General at the Foundation Establishment Stage be so weak?

Not to mention, he faintly sensed a trace of vitality from the Ghost General, an aura that only appeared after feeding on living beings.

“Hmph, I’ll give you one more chance. Hand over your cultivation techniques and surrender willingly, or else your fate will be to be refined into puppets!”

The Sect Master sneered, his tone chillingly sinister.