Zhang Menglong and Yan Chixia clinked glasses a few times, and the sky gradually brightened.

"Teacher Yan, you've worked hard. I'll head back first to bamboozle them a bit; there's still another show for us later!" Zhang Menglong stood up, took out a pill, and swallowed it. His aura quickly grew lethargic, and red viscous liquid even seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The martial artists and demon beasts watching the live broadcast had no clue what kind of trick Zhang Menglong was pulling this time.

"Watch closely, everyone; the show is about to begin!"

...

Demon Eye Ghost City.

The undead could be considered energy life forms. After the Ghost King Demon Eye consumed tens of thousands of soul cores, his injuries gradually stabilized. However, the entire ghost city remained on high alert, as no one knew how Zhang Menglong was doing now, or if that powerful Taoist would return.

"He's here! He's back!"

Under the green sunlight of dawn, Zhang Menglong clutched his chest, staggering towards Demon Eye Ghost City. His face was deathly pale, and his soul energy was flickering as if it were about to completely vanish at any moment.

"Quick, go bring him in!" Demon Eye waved his hand, and several ghost soldiers immediately stepped forward to support Zhang Menglong.

"Brother, are you alright?" Demon Eye asked with concern.

This young man was no ordinary person; the Taoist just now nearly killed him instantly. If Zhang Menglong hadn't acted in time, Demon Eye wouldn't exist now!

"Just a minor injury, it's nothing," Zhang Menglong said.

"How did that Taoist end up? Did you kill him?" Demon Eye pressed.

Zhang Menglong sighed and shook his head, "I was about to catch up to him, but I didn't expect them to have accomplices! I was ambushed and had to use up all my soul cores just to barely escape. I'm sorry, everyone."

"No need to apologize!" Demon Eye immediately took out a pile of soul cores, "We have as many of these in this world of the undead as we need. You don't have to spare them; your body is most important. Take these to recover from your injuries. If it's not enough, just ask me for more!"

"Mmp, still pretty hefty!" Zhang Menglong weighed the stack of undead cores, totaling around two to three hundred thousand. But compared to Demon Eye's collection, it was probably just a drop in the bucket.

He discreetly put the items away, his expression still extremely grim, "Although I was lucky this time and managed to come back alive, we cannot let our guard down. That Taoist is too powerful, and his companions are no less skilled than he is!"

"What did you say?" Demon Eye's body trembled slightly. Just one Yan Chixia was already more than he could handle. If two more such formidable people came, the entire Demon Eye Ghost City would collapse in moments, and they would be powerless to resist.

"How many of them are there?" Demon Eye continued to ask.

"There might be dozens or even hundreds of them. I was escaping in a hurry and didn't dare to look closely."

"A hundred..."

This number made everyone feel incredibly heavy. This was not a joking matter. Such a force might not even be stopped by the city where the Ghost Emperor resides.

"And it seems they're planning to attack our ghost city," Zhang Menglong said, "As I was escaping, I heard them say that once the Taoist has recovered, they'll come to our Demon Eye Ghost City to exorcise us all."

"What should we do then..."

"It's over; it looks like we won't be able to keep our city."

"Hundreds of these people... should we migrate to another city?"

"No, we have no idea how many of them there actually are; running out blindly is too dangerous!"

"But should we just stay here and die?"

The ghost soldiers started to argue among themselves; staying here was almost like waiting to die, but if they went out and encountered that group, they might die even faster.

"Everyone, don't panic. I have a plan," Zhang Menglong said.

"Brother, what's your plan?" The Ghost King Demon Eye asked excitedly.

"By chance, I once acquired a very powerful formation called the God-Slaying Formation. Its power is incredibly strong, and even if thousands of peak god-breaking martial artists come, I can ensure they won't return!"

"Is it really that powerful?" Demon Eye said in surprise.

The undead were strong only because they leveraged the unique traits of 3.5-dimensional life forms. However, if they were only humans or undead, they might be weaker than ordinary human strengths.

But no matter how powerful the martial artist, none would dare claim they could slaughter thousands of peak god-breaking and demon saints.

"Is there anything we need to do?" Demon Eye clearly had complete trust in Zhang Menglong's words, "Everything in this Demon Eye Ghost City is at my command. As long as we can fend off that group, if you need people, I'll give you people; if you need resources, I'll give you resources!"

Demon Eye had another thought. If he could kill these ultra-powerful living beings, their vital energy and souls would surely far exceed those of ordinary martial artists. Maybe he could suddenly advance to a realm comparable to the Ghost Emperor's, allowing him to control a much larger domain!

"I need soul cores! A great many undead cores!" Zhang Menglong said, "Activating this formation requires a tremendous amount of energy!"

"No problem, how many do you need?" Demon Eye asked, "I control the soul core mines surrounding the entire Demon Eye Ghost City. However many you need, I'll provide!"

"To have enough to kill those guys, I need at least this much!" Zhang Menglong held up one hand.

"500 million? No problem!"

Zhang Menglong shook his head.

"Five billion?"

Zhang Menglong kept shaking his head, as he noticed Demon Eye's expression showed no sign of distress.

"Five billion?" At this, Demon Eye finally furrowed his brow slightly.

"Indeed, that guy is just too strong. Over the years, even after refining tens of millions of soul cores, he's still not my match. To take on hundreds like him, this amount is not unreasonable!"

"Damn, still too little!" Zhang Menglong muttered to himself. He continued, "That's the minimum; to guarantee an outright kill, we need at least double that!"

"Understood!" Demon Eye said, "I've saved up 1.7 billion soul cores over the years; I'll give them all to you this time, so don't let us down!"

"Wow, they've even learned to press for answers?" Zhang Menglong hadn't expected this guy to be so easily duped.

"Setting up this formation requires a day. I need a day to recuperate, so I hope the Ghost King can prepare this batch of soul cores in the next two days!"

"Don't worry, you just focus on setting up the formation, and leave the rest to me!"

Apparently truly terrified by Yan Chixia, Demon Eye stood up and instructed his subordinates, "Inform Ghost King Ling Xu of this news and borrow some soul cores from them. This time, it's a matter of life and death for our entire ghost city, and we must ensure everything goes smoothly!"

"Damn, there's such a sweet deal?" Zhang Menglong's eyes lit up. He only intended to scam a few billion soul cores, but unexpectedly, this Ghost King was so cowardly that he's even going to borrow from others. Clearly, they hadn't downloaded the national anti-fraud center app.

"This time, I'm going to make a fortune!"