Evil Ghost World.
The Ghost Temple, also known as the Temple of Offerings, was the seat of power of the Evil Ghost Path.
Deep within the Ghost Temple, three Evil Ghost Statues stood in the grandest hall.
Before each statue burned a long incense stick as thick as a bowl.
Waves of green smoke rose and filled the entire hall.
Countless anguished howls and screams could be faintly heard within the smoke.
There was no one in the hall just then, but two of the statues suddenly came to life.
"Old Cang's already gone. When are we leaving?"
"No rush. Let me finish today's incense offerings first."
One statue opened its mouth and sucked in most of the smoke before saying, "There seem to be fewer tormented souls in the incense offerings lately. They're already down to less than ten million."
The other statue took a deep breath, sucked in all the remaining smoke, and let out a long exhale.
It replied, "Even though we've destroyed so many Parallel Worlds, the number of souls is finite. The more we use, the fewer there'll be."
Just then, a streak of fire flew into the hall, unfurled in midair, and formed a line of text.
After reading it, one statue sighed. "That ghostly hero trapped inside the Magic Dragon has already been killed by Old Cang."
The other statue sneered. "What, do you pity him? Want that ghostly hero to come to this hall and share the incense offerings with us?"
"No. He got his hands on so many Time-Space Coins and helped our subordinates travel through time to uncover all kinds of secrets and accomplish many crucial tasks. The coins sometimes caused trouble, but his contributions were still immense."
"So what are you suggesting?"
"He's dead already. Let's give him a