After the Needle Array was formed, both the old man and Wang Long felt an invisible pressure that made them uncomfortable.
Especially Wang Long, since the old man was a master in the Profound Realm, he could somewhat relieve the pressure, but Wang Long felt more and more suffocated.
He turned his head and asked, "Ancestor, I... I feel so miserable!"
"Miserable? It's supposed to be miserable." Liu Zixuan snickered upon hearing that: "Old and undead, you could very well use your Inner Strength to help Wang Long, to ease his suffering, but there's some bad news I should mention in advance. These two Silver Needles are both Ghost Gate Needles, their effects and power go without saying."
"Now, you have two choices; one is to kill Wang Long, which would ease things for you a lot. With your strength, there's a chance you might find a way to break the array."
"The second is to help Wang Long relieve the pressure from the Array, though, that would gradually make you suffer as well."
