At these words, many fell silent. Capturing the Nether Ghosts would be easy enough; the real fear was that, knowing their days were numbered, these Nether Ghosts would go on a killing spree and drag countless people down with them.
After all, this was Qingyang City, a human city. Even a minor clash, even the aftershocks of battle, could destroy an entire district.
"That's simple enough."
Xia Ping did not consider it a difficult matter. "As long as we set up a Pure Yang Evil-Exorcising Array in Qingyang City, once the array is activated, Pure Yang flames will spread everywhere and instantly wipe out those Nether Ghosts."
"Lord Xia, do you understand arrays?"
Gu Bo and the others were overjoyed. They had never expected Xia Ping to be so learned and talented, even versed in arrays. In this world, array masters were rare creatures, scarcely seen once in a hundred years.
"I wouldn't say I'm especially proficient. I only know a little, only a little," Xia Ping said honestly. And that was indeed true. Compared with genuine array masters, he still fell unimaginably far short.
Yet to Gu Bo and the others, those were merely humble words. Anyone capable of setting up an array was already an array grandmaster—how could that possibly count as merely knowing a little?
"But if we set up the array so openly, won't the Nether Ghosts notice?"
Someone worried that the Nether Ghosts would discover it in advance, triggering unrest among them.
"Can't we just find an excuse?"
Xia Ping said lazily, "I happened to notice that Qingyang City is terribly run-down, full of potholes everywhere, practically like a refugee camp. I think it's time to rebuild it. While repairing the city, we can set up the grand array as well—crossing the sea under cover