The Black and White Ghost Infants had deployed such a vast formation because they intended to intercept and annihilate as much as possible of this leaderless Dragon Race army.
Although Wen Yan, Wen Tingdao, and the others could command the entire army, their cultivation was ultimately far inferior. To the Black and White Ghost Infants, this still amounted to a leaderless force.
These ghostly creatures also understood that such a powerful faction absolutely had to be governed by a Dragon Lord. The enormous fortune gathered from the aura of the Dragon Race's totem alone was not something a few Dragon Race members with Primordial Spirits could pull together, and Wen Yan being a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon made no difference.
If a Dragon Lord were personally stationed with such a powerful force, the Black and White Ghost Infants, for all their confidence, would never have dared to target it lightly.
The Dragon Lord in front of them seemed to have gone far away, leaving such a Dragon Race army to roam the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. To the Black and White Ghost Infants, this was undoubtedly a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
Ye Su had thought the same way before. However, compared with Ye Su's underestimation of the enemy, the Black and White Ghost Infants were much more cautious—and likewise much greedier.
They had trapped the Dragon Race army inside these eight thousand ghost mountains in order to annihilate as much of its main force as possible.
If possible, they would swallow this Dragon Race army outright and seize its fortune. They might even allow the two of them to break through to the Ghost Lord realm separately.
The two were adept at joining forces in the first place. Once each of them broke through, unless an Emperor appeared, they could roam across several realms with