Here, Ghost Li saw a bottomless Seabed Abyss.
The abyss was like a scar in the earth, radiating a force that devoured everything.
The Black Water Profound Snake's demonic power came from the deepest part of the abyss.
Ghost Li hesitated no longer. He pushed his movement technique to its utmost and sped toward the unknown darkness.
When he passed through the darkness and reached the bottom of the abyss, the sight before him left him stunned.
In the Seabed Abyss, an evil magic array made of countless bones was slowly turning.
At the center of the array, the ancient demonic beast, the Black Water Profound Snake, lay on the verge of death.
Its hundred-zhang-long body was covered in hideous wounds.
Large patches of its black scales had fallen away, exposing its mangled flesh.
Its aura was weak; it was already at the end of its strength.
Beside the array stood a figure in a black dragon robe, hands clasped behind his back. His face was dignified, and he carried the bearing of a mighty warlord.
Before him, a huge bronze cauldron exuding a primordial aura drew in the powerless Black Water Profound Snake, seeking to pull it inside.
It was none other than Ghost King Sect's leader, Wan Renwang!
"You?"
The Ghost King looked at the sudden appearance of the black-clad figure, his eyes filled with surprise.
He had never expected his adopted son to appear here at this moment.
"What are you doing here?" the Ghost King asked, his voice displeased.
Ghost Li did not answer.
He gazed calmly at the struggling demonic beast in the array, his expression complicated.
"Stop."
After a long while, Ghost Li spoke, his voice hoarse and weary.
"Father."
"Why are you doing this? Why are you so fixated on the Four Spirits