Thus, in addition to his cultivation, he also secretly investigated the movements of the White Netherworld River.
One night, while Luo Yao was cultivating, he suddenly felt a strong fluctuation of demonic Qi.
Startled, he quickly left his room to check.
In the distance, on a mountain peak, a pillar of black light shot straight into the sky, piercing the clouds. The intense demonic Qi from the light pillar turned the entire sky dark.
"Not good! The people of the White Netherworld River are beginning to act again!" Luo Yao thought to himself.
He immediately gathered Li Qingyun, the youth in green, and others to head to the mountain peak to investigate.
When they arrived at the mountain, they found a large number of White Netherworld River disciples already gathered there.
They were busy in front of a massive array, seemingly preparing something.
"Brother Luo, this array is so powerful! What should we do?" Li Qingyun said with some concern, looking at the array in front of them.
