Chen Mu looked dissatisfied at the twelve Heavenly Generals, "Everything's gone, and you're just standing there like a post, hurry up and go find it!"
"With underlings of this level, Chao Tianwang, I truly feel sorry for you," Chen Mu lamented deeply.
But no matter how much Chen Mu prayed, the twelve Heavenly Generals still hugged the Soul-Calming Stake and stood motionless in their original spot.
It was precisely because these people stood in place that the formation remained active.
If he wanted to conceal himself using Ghosts, he wouldn't be able to escape the encircling trap of the Yin Spirit Strategy.
"Just wait a moment," Chen Mu sighed. He controlled his Ghost to drift to a corner and quietly watched Tu Shan frantically tear through the place.
"Perhaps it's not a person," Chao Fang was the first to regain his composure.
The fervent Tu Shan abruptly appeared before Chao Fang and asked calmly, "What do you mean?"