Zhang Yang announced his name, but the two guards remained unmoved. One of them said blandly, "Zhang Yang? Never heard of him!"
After a pause, he added, "Besides, His Majesty the Ghost King is very busy right now. He isn't seeing visitors!"
"Fine. Since that's how it is, I can only use another method!" Zhang Yang looked at the two guards and activated the Ghost Realm Mark in his divine soul.
In an instant, the two guards felt an incomparably immense pressure descend upon them. Stricken by boundless terror, all strength drained from their bodies, and they collapsed to their knees.
Looking down at the two guards, Zhang Yang asked calmly, "Can I see the Ghost King now?"
Without bothering with the two guards any further, he walked straight into the enormous castle.
Only after Zhang Yang had left did the two guards finally regain their strength. Panicked, they said, "Hurry and notify His Majesty the Ghost King."
They did not know who Zhang Yang was, but that pressure, filled with the supreme majesty of the Ghost Realm, felt even stronger than their Ghost King.
Without a doubt, a great figure had arrived!
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang entered the castle. As he followed the main road forward, he surveyed his surroundings.
Ghost Realm beings came and went, each wearing a solemn expression and walking with hurried steps. They truly looked extremely busy.
That left Zhang Yang somewhat puzzled.
What were these Ghost Realm beings busy with?
The scene was practically no different from when he was racing to meet a deadline.
Suddenly, a sweep of soul sense passed over him. Ghost Spirit King swiftly descended before Zhang Yang and burst into laughter the moment he saw him. "Little brother, I never expected it really was you!"
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