Above the great array, over the sea.
Qi Rong, Long Ziyun, and the other two were hiding within a transparent barrier, controlling the array to fend off the incoming attacks.
Not far ahead of them, amid hundreds of swaths of Ghost Mist, countless Ghost Cultivators were charging in siege. Leading them was none other than the Netherworld Old Ancestor, who had fled in defeat before.
Gazing at Long Ziyun and the others, still stubbornly resisting within the array, the Netherworld Old Ancestor's face immediately revealed a trace of delight.
"Hahaha! As expected, you haven't left. Today, this ancestor can finally avenge my humiliation!
"Once I refine all of you into ghost servants, I'll gain several more capable generals under my command."
Previously, he had been alone and had failed to defeat Daoist Jin Chen's External Incarnation and Long Ziyun's group working together, nor had he managed to break through the array below and stop them.
After retreating to his cave abode, the Netherworld Old Ancestor had remained indignant and unable to let the matter go.
Before even a few months had passed, he had once again gathered the many ghostly creatures under his command and launched another attack, seeking to wash away the shame of his earlier defeat.
This time, not only had the Netherworld Old Ancestor appeared in person, but he had also assembled an innumerable army of ghostly creatures at his side, numbering in the tens of thousands.
The eight Ghost Cultivators standing beside him had all reached the Nascent Soul Realm.
Together with the three Nascent Soul Puppets summoned by the Netherworld Old Ancestor, there were more than a dozen Nascent Soul-level combatants alone.
Moreover, tens of thousands of low-tier ghostly creatures stood behind the Netherworld Old Ancestor to aid him. His strength was no longer remotely