"A Spirit General!?" the crowd cried out, sensing Ji Lingxuan's formidable aura.
"Impossible! Doesn't the Spirit Emperor's Tomb have restrictions? How could a Spirit General get in?" Wu Mengqi cried out in disbelief. At the same time, a sudden wave of regret washed over her. 'So I've been provoking a Spirit General this entire time!'
Yang Yu was also taken aback for a moment when he sensed Ji Lingxuan's aura. Then his eyes narrowed and he chuckled. "Heh, Miss Ji, you can stop with the smoke and mirrors. Your imitation of a half-baked Spirit General's aura is pretty good, I'll give you that!"
"Imitation?" The crowd was baffled by Yang Yu's words, not understanding what he meant.
"Your aura is unstable, incredibly weak! It's not like I've never seen a real Spirit General. You can't fool me with this little trick!" Yang Yu said with a smirk.
