After saying this, Yan Chihuo vanished in a gust of yin wind. Yin-Yang Rakshasa had been about to persuade him further, but seeing this, could only let the matter drop.
In the distance, a fleet of several hundred evil ghosts and zombies flew over aboard a flying ship. Their number was no fewer than Yan Chihuo's band of ghosts, among them two Origin Core Stage ghost creatures and three Dao Integration Stage ones. Their strength was far beyond what Yan Chihuo's ghost army could match.
Yan Chihuo had originally intended to turn into a gust of yin wind and seize the chance to launch a sneak attack, but to his surprise, the other side had arrived aboard a flying ship. For a moment, he was at a loss.
Yan Chihuo had just bragged so boldly. If he slunk back now with his tail between his legs, Yin-Yang Rakshasa and those evil ghosts would surely mock him behind his back, so he still hesitated nearby.
Just then, the flying ship suddenly came to a halt. Yan Chihuo was slightly startled and fully deployed his Spiritual Ear. He heard an evil ghost inside say, "We've flown for so long that everyone is somewhat tired. Let's rest here for a while. Not far ahead is Heaven's End King's territory, and once we get there, we won't be able to rest anymore."
Yan Chihuo was overjoyed at this and shot forward. As soon as the flying ship's door opened, the two Dao Foundation Stage evil ghosts standing at the entrance immediately noticed a gust of yin wind blowing in. They shuddered and said, "This wind is fierce!"
The leader aboard the flying ship was a mid-stage Dao Integration Stage zombie. Hearing this, he said, "The Netherworld is full of yin winds. What's there to