Prodigy Battlefield Again?

Midu was now the Ghost Realm's only Ghost Emperor, its sole remaining supreme powerhouse.

So when he mobilized the strength of the entire Ghost Realm, what could the other Ghost Kings possibly say?

Besides, Midu had invoked the name of "protecting reincarnation" to mobilize them.

The result was that a vast number of Ghost Realm Envoys poured into the human world.

"Enough! That's enough!" Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly.

This was already one-tenth of the True Immortal Realm's strength. Surely the Immortal Realm would not send so many True Immortals down all at once, would it?

Midu said earnestly to Zhang Yang, "Brother, these Ghost Realm Envoys were called in from the various Ghost Kings. If too many of them are killed or injured, it won't look good. So I need to borrow your Netherworld Ghost Mansion."

"You mean this?" Zhang Yang took out the Ghost Mansion.

The Netherworld Ghost Mansion?

"Yes!" Ghost Emperor Midu nodded. "With the Netherworld Ghost Mansion's protection, even if they die, they can preserve their lives and may even be revived directly. Although Ghost Ancestor gave the Netherworld Ghost Mansion to you, these Ghost Realm Envoys belong to the Ghost Realm itself and cannot be given to you.

Therefore, before going into battle, they will leave their marks in the Netherworld Ghost Mansion.

After the battle is over, you must allow their marks to leave and let them return to the Ghost Realm."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Zhang Yang said with utmost sincerity, "Big Brother Midu, rest assured. I will definitely let them return.

They are all subjects of my Ghost Dao master. How could I possibly steal my master's interests?"

"Good!" Ghost Emperor Midu was relieved.

Having dealt with Zhang Yang so many times, he knew that this "brother" was truly ruthless when