Qi Bai cast his spell, ghosts dancing wildly, cold winds roaring.
The array patterns were pierced by countless ghosts, quickly dissipating.
Qi Bai no longer held back, his long hair fluttering, and his robes swirling, the Golden Core aura radiating everywhere.
"If it were the center of the Immortal City's Great Array, I might not have a chance."
"But here, it's just the fringes of the array, and you merely borrowed part of the array's power by constructing supplementary arrays."
"How could that stop me!"
Qi Bai flicked his sleeve, sending out a fierce ghostly wind, the howling sound threatening to pierce one's eardrums, attacking Youthful Guest and Sun Lingtong.
Ning Zhuo, controlling the Iron Han Armor, carried the still unconscious Sun Lingtong without a trace of fear.
"Qi Bai, if you want to kill us, it's still too early."
"Come and get us if you dare!"
In the next moment, Ning Zhuo slapped the wall, triggering a hidden teleportation formation.