Before the array activated, the corrupted spiritual energy drifting across the continent had been like a stream.
Now that the array had activated, the corrupted spiritual energy across the continent was like the Endless Sea, stretching beyond sight.
And as time passed, it showed signs of thickening into sludge.
Ordinarily, when a cultivator stood amid spiritual energy so thoroughly corrupted,
even if their temperament remained unaffected, their strength would be severely suppressed.
Yet Luo Yi seemed oblivious to it all. He calmly studied the Ghost Child Clan members trying to stir up trouble, waiting to see what tricks they had up their sleeves.
Feeling the terrifying spiritual energy pouring from the array, the Ghost Child Clan members should have been certain of victory. But when they saw a scarlet aura suddenly surge toward them, their faces twisted with utter terror.
They stared at Luo Yi in disbelief, unable to stop themselves from muttering.
"H-how is this possible?"
"What kind of monster are you? Our ancestor spent over a hundred thousand years building the Spiritual Energy Conversion Array. How did you seize control just by looking at it from afar?"
Luo Yi naturally could not be bothered to waste his breath answering such a stupid question.
He looked calmly toward the unknown place where the surviving Ghost Child Clan members stood and casually lowered the hand with which he had formed the earlier hand seal.
Then he strolled toward them, leaving only one flat, indifferent reply.
"Guess."
"Run!"
"I don't know how Elder Chen of Xuantian Tower took control of our array, but we have to get word of what happened at the Clan Grounds to the ancestor who left earlier."
"The ancestor must learn what those Xuantian Tower bastards are really like beneath their masks."
The approaching figure was like