After General left the Ancient Tomb, a cold wind suddenly blew over Southern Ridge Demon Mountain, instantly stripping many plants and animals of their vitality.
General clasped his hands together and shouted, "Go!"
Instantly, a massive formation materialized, rising into the air while millions of lost souls howled, twining around the formation. With a wave of General's robe, millions more souls drilled out from within, probably totaling around one hundred and seventy-eight million! These souls dragged the formation upwards, heading toward the sun.
General laughed wildly, performed an Escape Technique, and vanished without a trace.
