.." The general's voice was long and ethereal.

Bai Ye was very surprised when he heard this: "What will happen in the future? What do you mean, General?"

"Do you know where this place is?"

"battlefield."

"It is a battlefield, but not a battlefield with the enemy."

"What do you mean by these words, General?"

"The soldiers buried on this battlefield are all my soldiers, but a group of them betrayed us and started a war with us." The general's voice became extremely weak, like a mosquito.

Bai Ye was stunned.

Just as he was about to ask something, the general's voice came again.

"I don't have much time. Let's bury the things here. Maybe in the future, you will learn about me from the Wanxiang Sect members. You have to remember one thing. Everyone in the Nine Soul Continent

Soul Sects all have responsibilities they should bear. We fell, and the one who succeeded us was the Wanxiang Sect. If one day the Wanxiang Sect is gone, the only ones we can rely on are you..."

The general spoke slowly and began to recite the formula of "The Divine Art of One Hundred Wars".

Bai Ye's heart was shaking.

What does the general mean by this sentence?

After the last word rang in Bai Ye's mind, the general's voice never rang again.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, bowed to the general's body, and then picked up the armor from the ground.

Seeing Bai Ye's actions, everyone was confused.

"Why doesn't this general's corpse kill him?"

Jian Kun said in shock.

Jian Yan saw the clues at a glance and cried out: "No! He has inherited the general's inheritance!"

"What?"

People were shocked and rushed over one by one, surrounding Bai Ye.

"kill him!"

The crowd screamed, swords pointed at each other, and the terrifying soul power fell like a wave...

Woo!!!!!!

At this time, a melodious horn sounded throughout the entire Jiangjun Ridge.

Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah...

Waves of neat steps came this way, the ground trembled slightly, and dust flew in the distance.

The crowd was in commotion, looking around, extremely nervous, not knowing what was going on.

However, they saw a large number of skeleton sergeants walking out of the dust in the distance. They were holding broken swords and walking towards them with a stern and fierce look. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the general's tent.

"What's going on? Why are these...these rotten skeletons coming here?" Someone shouted in panic.

"They were called by the general to protect this guy."

Jian Yan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "This boy has inherited the general's inheritance. The general must protect him! Don't move around, otherwise you will be killed by these skeletons!"

"Dad, what should we do?" Jian Kun asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, the best he can do is run rampant here. When he leaves Jiangjun Ridge, let's see how these rotten skeletons protect him!" Jian Yan snorted coldly.

"Your Excellency is right. After leaving Jiangjun Ridge, without the protection of these skeleton soldiers, I will definitely be cut into pieces by you."

Bai Ye turned around, stared at Jian Yan and others, and said lightly: "In that case, I'll do it here!"

After that, he pulled out the Wuya Sword again.

"Walk!"

Jian Yan did not dare to hesitate at all, shouted loudly, and rushed outside with his men.

When the other souls saw this, they didn't dare to stay any longer and followed closely.

Bai Ye didn't chase him and let him go. He exhaled, sat on the ground, and began to meditate.

His game with the general consumes a lot of money. If he chases him out, he is seeking death.

"Miss, what should we do?"

The bodyguard asked Dong Lei.

"Go to the foot of the mountain and wait first." Dong Lei whispered.
Chapter completed!