At this moment, The Cottage.
Lu Chang'sheng stood beneath the Nine Netherworld Formation.
"I wonder when they'll come back for another round…"
Worry was written all over Chang'sheng's face.
Last time was just a projection, but next time, the force they bring will be even stronger.
Will the Nine Netherworld Formation be able to hold then?
If it can't, what the hell do I do?
No, no way.
Chang'sheng began pondering over the Nine Netherworld Formation.
Maybe there's room to improve or enhance it somehow.
The bird watched this, a little confused, not knowing what on earth Chang'sheng was up to.
Only the willow tree understood Chang'sheng's intentions.
Trying to improve the Nine Netherworld Formation?
This is an ancient killing array!
Its level is absurdly high—even thinking about modifying it is like trying to climb to heaven!
Chang'sheng sat midair, stroking his chin.
"System, got any upgrade plans?"
[Host must figure it out on his own]
