CHAPTER 1190: CHAPTER 1184: ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS CHEER ’666

Very quickly, everyone had registered their information. It was something that required no thought at all.

Although absorbing a large amount of Soul Power indeed held significance for their strength breakthroughs, with their abilities, they simply couldn’t hunt down Undead that were too powerful. Just struggling to survive here was already incredibly difficult, and most of them regretted being here shortly after arriving.

Watching the people around them die one by one at the hands of the Undead, they were left with almost nothing but despair in their hearts. But now, joining the Sun Heaven Sect meant they could leave this damned place. They wouldn’t hesitate to join the Sun Heaven Sect, even if it meant running naked three laps around the Haotian Continent afterwards.

As for whether the Sun Heaven Sect is powerful or not, that’s simply not the issue. Each one of them was a pioneer who founded sects and clans. What they needed was not for the Sect to be strong, but for them to be strong. When they were powerful, their Sect would be powerful too!

When a group like this comes together, even if the entire Sect only has a few people, they still exude an impressive aura.

"Not bad!" Zhang Menglong roughly counted. This batch of Martial Artists consisted of 217 individuals and 42 Demon Beasts, over 90% of whom were at the Peak God-breaking Realm and Demon Saint Summit. Such strength, if returned to the Haotian Continent, would undoubtedly cause a sensation.

"Since you all have joined our Sun Heaven Sect, as the Sect Master, I am obligated to take you all back," Zhang Menglong said, "However, I’d like to inquire about something first."

"Please instruct us, Sect Master," Nine Swords Venerable said, "Though we humans and demon beasts are dispersed, we maintain very close contact, and we can indeed gather intelligence from almost all nearby Ghost Cities.

"Do you know the owner of this scale?" Zhang Menglong took out a scale left by Kong Lan’s father.

"Let me take a look," said a Peak Demon Saint walking over. He was the last Clan Leader of the Ice Flame Demon Phoenix of the Revered Clan, and it’s only in recent decades that he entered this world.

The Demon Saint picked up the scale and sniffed it, "Isn’t this the reverse scale of that fellow Yan Wu?"

"Senior, you know my father?" Kong Lan instantly became excited.

"Not only do I know him, we’re old rivals," the Demon Saint chuckled, "We’ve been almost constantly competing since I was born, clashing countless times, always resulting in draws. If he wanted to be the Clan Leader, he could’ve long since inherited your grandfather’s position."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Yes," the Demon Saint replied, "He’s at the other end of this Ghost City, and he’s doing quite well!"

"My father is still alive?" For Kong Lan, this was undoubtedly great news.

"Not only alive, but thriving," the Demon Saint showed a look of envy, "Your Qing Tian Beast Clan has a natural breathing Gift that can create all sorts of strange things. Your father’s breath carries a very special power. He’s one of the few who can actually harm those Undead creatures, even ordinary Undead Demon Saints and Undead God-breaking Martial Artists are not a match for him."

"My father is actually so impressive?" Kong Lan couldn’t help but feel excited. Knowing one’s father is a remarkable figure naturally fills the heart with pride.

"But the Ghost King’s power is too strong. He has faced the Ghost King several times over these decades but never gained any advantage, let alone got close to the Formation to return to the original world."

"Guhuang, do you have a way to summon all the survivors near the Demon Eye Ghost City?"

"Yes!" The Demon Saint nodded, "We have contact methods between each of our colonies, Nine Swords!"

Nine Swords Venerable walked over, with a delicate talisman on his wrist, "This is an ancient talisman that can send short messages; once activated, others with this talisman can immediately perceive the information."

"Since that’s the case, help me send out an announcement," Zhang Menglong said, "Three days from now, we will gather here, targeting to conquer this Ghost City!"

"Three days?" Nine Swords Venerable was stunned. Others could make it within three days.

But directly attacking this Ghost City was simply a fool’s dream!

This Ghost City contained over millions of Undead in the God-breaking Realm and Demon Saint levels, with tens of thousands reaching the Peak.

Even teamed up, the survivors would only number a few tens of thousands at most.

Although Zhang Menglong was powerful, how many Undead could he handle alone? Even if he fought to exhaustion, it was impossible to carve a path through such a vast army of Undead.

How could their tens of thousands of people be of any use?

"Don’t worry, I have a way!" Zhang Menglong said, "You just help me gather people!"

"Alright!" Nine Swords Venerable evidently held significant influence among the survivors, being the former top expert of the Haotian Continent, while the others were considered his juniors.

Under his call, batches of humans and demon beasts came from around the Demon Eye Ghost City.

Zhang Menglong set up a Barrier specifically for defending against Undead creatures around this area, ensuring it was nearly absolutely safe.

By the morning of the third day, over 30,000 Martial Artists and Demon Beasts had gathered here. Their realm had improved quite a bit since arriving in this world, but their expressions were all very despondent. Being trapped here for life, no matter how powerful one becomes, what’s the point?

In the crowd, a middle-aged man suddenly caught Kong Lan’s attention. He wore a blue robe and had a tuft of green hair at the side of his head, appearing somewhat dashing.

"Father?" Kong Lan felt an innate bloodline connection from the man.

The man also paused, noticing Kong Lan, his expression somewhat stiffened, "You..."

"Father! I’ve finally found you!" Kong Lan burst into tears.

The man pulled him into an embrace, patting his back with a look of relief on his face.

He had never fulfilled his role as a husband and a father, never expecting to see his own flesh and blood in such a place!

Seeing the reunion of parent and child, Zhang Menglong knew they had many things to say, so he didn’t disturb them.

"Sect Master, almost everyone is here," Nine Swords Venerable said, "You can share your plan now; everyone is eagerly waiting."

"Sect Master?"

"Nine Swords? What’s going on?"

"We’re taking such a huge risk with so many people, your so-called plan better not just rely on this kid, right?"

"Nine Swords Venerable, is this how you treat our trust?"

"Everyone, please calm down," Nine Swords Venerable immediately reassured them, "Sect Master!"

"Actually, I don’t really have a plan." At these words from Zhang Menglong, everyone’s face darkened.

"Are you toying with us?"

"No plan at all, did you gather us here to let the Undead wipe us out in one fell swoop?"

"They’re just a bunch of Undead creatures, what plan is needed?" Zhang Menglong shrugged, "I’m just worried no one would be there to admire my impressive display, making me look unimportant. So, I’ll go alone; you just need to cheer from the sidelines with ’666.’