Seeing this, Shen Mo summoned the Soul Refining Flag, waving it towards Peng Chenshu.
Blood-red light rolled off the flag, spreading out.
It quickly wrapped around Peng Chenshu's body.
Shen Mo wasn't trying to refine him into a Soul General with the flag, but rather to lend him a helping hand.
Pulled by the spiritual energy, Peng Chenshu suddenly shot forward, dragged along with his sword.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Shen! If I make it out of this alive, I will repay you generously!" Peng Chenshu, with a mix of lingering fear and grateful relief, quickly sent a telepathic message to Shen Mo before plunging into Death Jaw.
Just as Shen Mo was about to follow, rushing into the nearby entrance of the pass, the Ghost General, to his surprise, abandoned the slaughter of the cultivators further behind. Its figure instantly appeared beside Shen Mo, face to face.
Through its armored mask, Shen Mo seemed to understand its emotion.
