Yu Guang noticed the swarm of insects shooting towards them, and Lei Mingyu couldn't help but freeze, his eyes widening suddenly, "No!!"

Taking advantage of his distraction, the golden-armored general thrust his sword, piercing through the chest of the Vajra with glaring eyes. Lei Mingyu seemed to be affected by the energy, letting out a painful groan.

But he didn't care. He stared intently at "Chen Hao's" position. Just as the golden-armored general was about to press the attack, "Chen Hao" was suddenly struck in the back by the swarm of insects, his body staggering forward.

"Success!" Jia Jinliang's face was filled with ecstasy. This Chen Hao was the one who caused him to lose an arm. Today, he would take his life!

The swarm of insects, like a school of piranhas, tore off large chunks of flesh from "Chen Hao's" back in a single rush. "Chen Hao" fell to the ground in pain, his exposed back covered in blood, and even his pale spine was visible.

Jiang Cheng only glanced at him once and knew that Chen Hao was beyond saving.

Although Chen Hao's soul was still inside the paper figure, his body had been destroyed, and his soul... could never return.

Seeing this, Du Moyu's paper figure couldn't help but shout, "Jia Jinliang, you bastards, I'll kill you!"

A smug smile appeared on Jia Jinliang's face as he waved his hand, as if to say, come at me, I'll take you on.

After all, in the current situation, they, as paper figures, were almost useless.

Chen Hao was the leader of this group. Killing him first was the wisest choice.

As if knowing that Chen Hao was finished, the remaining paper figures temporarily stopped attacking Chen Hao and Du Moyu's paper figures, simply surrounding them.

In contrast to Du Moyu, Chen Hao, as a paper figure, was surprisingly calm when he saw his body destroyed. He took a deep breath and reminded Du Moyu, "Don't be distracted, listen to me now."

"Go find Jiang Cheng now, he will protect you." Chen Hao pushed Du Moyu.

"What about you?" Du Moyu couldn't bear to leave him.

"Calm down, Moyu." Chen Hao's voice trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "You've seen my situation, I can't leave, but you still have a chance."

Seeing the killing intent in Du Moyu's eyes, Chen Hao immediately said, "Don't be reckless. If you want to avenge me and Xiaofeng, you have to stay alive first."

"Besides, killing me will come at a price. I will take my own revenge."

"Take care." After speaking, Chen Hao suddenly grabbed Du Moyu's arm and, with the help of a gust of wind, threw the paper figure Du Moyu towards Jiang Cheng.

The fatty reacted quickly, using his unparalleled agility to jump up and catch the paper figure Du Moyu.

A moment later, before everyone could react, they saw the paper figure Chen Hao rush to the side of the coffin, reach into the coffin to search, and take out something. After getting the item, he turned around and shouted at Jiang Cheng and Du Moyu, "Meet at the Dushui River!"

In his haste, he accidentally dropped the item on the ground.

Now everyone could see clearly, it was a plaque. The paper figure Chen Hao didn't hesitate, picked up the plaque, and ran towards the Dushui River with strange, stiff steps.

"Master Yu, what is that plaque?" Jia Jinliang asked hurriedly. He saw clearly that the plaque was taken from the coffin.

Yu Chengmu's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "It seems to be a *ganshi* (corpse herder) plaque, the token of a legitimate corpse herder."

"Could it be... that the corpse in the coffin is a corpse herder's body?" Jia Jinliang suddenly panicked a little. "No, that *ganshi* plaque must not fall into their hands!"

Jia Jinliang had always been wary of Chen Hao, who had caused him to cut off his own arm, and seeing Chen Hao's appearance, he wasn't too worried about him not having a body.

Why?

What cards did he have up his sleeve?

Or... with that *ganshi* plaque, he could replicate tonight's *ganshi* route and trick another body for himself...

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and Jia Jinliang became more and more uneasy. Chen Hao's physical body was destroyed, his disciple Lei Mingyu was seriously injured, they still had Yu Chengmu, and the disciple A Biao. Now they had the advantage.

The only turning point... was on the *ganshi* plaque that the paper figure Chen Hao had taken away.

"No!" Jia Jinliang looked at Yu Chengmu. "I'm going to chase him and take back that *ganshi* plaque."

"Okay, I'll stay here and help you hold back the others." Yu Chengmu nodded reliably.

A Biao was controlling the swarm of insects and obviously couldn't go with him. Jia Jinliang gritted his teeth and had to chase after him himself.

In any case, Chen Hao only had a paper figure body left. Even if he wanted to play tricks, he was no match for him.

Moreover... he had seen with his own eyes that the *ganshi* plaque was taken out of the coffin, he couldn't be wrong!

Watching Jia Jinliang run away quickly, Yu Chengmu shook his head with a cold smile, "Idiot."

Seeing Jia Jinliang quickly chasing after the paper figure Chen Hao, the fatty became anxious. "We... we should chase after him too!"

"No need to chase." The paper figure Du Moyu let out a painful sob.

The fatty stopped and turned his head. "What do you mean?"

"If it were really such an important thing, why wouldn't he just give it to us, instead of running away with it himself?" Jiang Cheng watched their disappearing backs and couldn't help but sigh.

The fatty immediately reacted. Thinking about it, the thing that Chen Hao took out might not only fail to end this mission, but on the contrary, it might be dangerous.

Jiang Cheng looked down at his shadow. He didn't understand why people like Lei Mingyu and A Biao could use the power of the door, but Wu still hadn't appeared. What was he waiting for?

And he was also very curious, whose body was in the coffin?

After questioning, the paper figure Du Moyu didn't know. He and Chen Hao were besieged earlier and didn't have a chance to look carefully.

"You two stay here, Fatty, try to protect him." After Jiang Cheng made arrangements, he walked towards the coffin alone.

The closer Jiang Cheng got to the coffin, the more he could feel a strange aura. What made him even more puzzled was that seeing him approach, most of the paper figures surrounding the coffin quietly retreated, leaving only one, the one walking at the front of the group, with the *huanyin* (soul summoning) gong hanging from his waist.

And this paper figure was wearing a mask on its face.

However, the paper figure seemed to have been drained of its soul, and it didn't move at all.

Jiang Cheng cautiously approached the coffin and peered inside. Just as a dark cloud floated over, blocking the only moonlight, the inside of the coffin was pitch black.

Jiang Cheng tried to stick his head out, but the next second, a gust of yin wind rushed over at an extremely fast speed. Jiang Cheng didn't have time to dodge at all. At the critical moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind Jiang Cheng and grabbed the incoming object.

It was a strangely shaped knife, with spells drawn on it in red ink.

Wu, who had finally appeared, stared into the coffin, a trace of anger flashing between his eyebrows. He raised his foot and kicked the heavy joint burial coffin into pieces.