"Boom!"

"Crash!"

"Duang!"

The golden-armored giant charged into the undead like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. With a body as massive as the giant's, each gesture could annihilate an undead. Whether they were God-breaking level or Demon Saint level undead, they were no match against his powerful strikes.

"Wow, how is this person so fierce!"

"If heaven hadn't given birth to this child, this World of the Dead would be in eternal darkness!"

Until now, no one had ever been able to confront the undead warriors head-on without burning their souls for temporary power. Zhang Menglong's display was like a celestial deity descending to earth, striking down two thousand with a single blow.

Even those in the God-breaking Realm and Demon Saints were dumbfounded by this display, followed by a euphoric relief from disaster. They originally thought that even if they could break through the siege, only one or two out of ten would survive. However, this person's appearance directly changed their fate from death!

"Doing it this way is too slow!" After all, these were two thousand undead with Mystic Qi cultivation far higher than his. Relying solely on physical strength to kill was too laborious!

Zhang Menglong directly unleashed all his buffs, his Mystic Qi cultivation surged to the peak of the Mystic-Breaking Realm. In his left hand, a mass of Samadhi True Fire, in his right hand, a mass of Fallen Heart Flame began to merge. A pink Flame Lotus gradually took shape, and the undead could even sense the presence of death.

"Your death comes swiftly!"

Zhang Menglong hurled the Flame Lotus towards the undead. In an instant, a purgatory opened on earth. Those undead touched by the flame found it spreading rapidly. Both the Samadhi True Fire and Fallen Heart Flame had terrifying lethality towards such soul bodies.

"What kind of flame is this!" An undead at the peak of the God-breaking Realm painfully severed its own arm. The Undead Dragon, due to its enormous body, couldn't sacrifice like a brave warrior, and was directly burned to death by the flame.

Two thousand undead were almost entirely wiped out by Zhang Menglong alone!

"Human, just you wait!" Those few undead at the peak of the God-breaking Realm looked at Zhang Menglong with immense dread, but none dared to advance. Even though Zhang Menglong's realm was below theirs, this human was just too terrifying!

"Mmp, still dare to threaten me?" Zhang Menglong took out the Sun Scripture, a genuine artifact!

At the sight of that item, a massive sense of crisis instantly arose in the hearts of the undead, akin to the moment of their death, a force connecting the realms of the living and the undead.

Zhang Menglong slowly opened the scripture, and the undead immediately turned to flee, as they already sensed a force from hell, the true world where humans should go after death!

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, those who should depart should not linger!"

Zhang Menglong chanted the spell. With a sharp sound of hooves, a carriage came from the void. The carriage bore no one, yet the horse's eyes glowed green, as if guiding the way to the Netherworld.

The carriage sped across the sky, emitting a terrifying attraction specifically targeting the undead. Those few undead with peak God-breaking Realm strength couldn't move an inch under this power!

Netherworld, it was a truly high-level world, with laws thousands upon thousands of times stronger than this one. No undead of medium life form level could withstand the destruction of this world's power.

The carriage rolled over them, crushing their undead bodies, leaving only shapeless black shadows. Those shadows clawed desperately to escape the carriage, but they couldn't resist this force. As the hoof sounds faded, they too were taken to the world where they truly belonged!

"Marvelous!" Zhang Menglong absorbed the soul power, his soul's strength surged to a level that even ordinary God-breaking peak warriors found hard to match.

Such a massive amount of soul power, if it could be absorbed by a human warrior at the God-breaking peak, might even allow him to break through this realm!

But until now, no human has been able to slay an undead of this level.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate, esteemed patrons, everything here is fine now, please go as you please."

Zhang Menglong ignored the humans, needing to project an image of a worldly sage. Right now, Kong Lan's breakthrough was more important.

The time had reached a crucial stage, as Tribulation Thunder had arrived!

Zhang Menglong was about to shout in frustration, but the Tribulation Thunder seemed to recognize him, dropping a mass of dense World Force before leaving.

"What's going on? Could it be that these World Forces have a group?" Zhang Menglong was a bit baffled. Had his fame already spread to the World Forces of other medium-level worlds?

However, this mass of World Force was extremely dense, almost reaching the level of regular seven-colored Tribulation Thunder, so Zhang Menglong decided not to trouble it.

"Consider yourself sensible!"

Kong Lan absorbed the mass of World Force, and his aura began to spike, leaving the martial artists and demon beasts in awe. World Force just left energy without following standard procedures, which was beyond their comprehension. Who were these two? Not only were their methods incredibly fierce, but even World Force seemed eager to please them.

"Nine Swords, should we ask that young man?"

"Yes, his methods are simply too powerful. Maybe he can help us break into Ghost City and return us to our old world."

"I no longer hope to break through; I just want to return alive. My sect needs me."

"My clan needs me too. I've been gone for over 200 years; I reckon my clan hasn't been doing well over that time."

"Alright, I'll go!" The man called Nine Swords, known as Nine Swords Venerable, was a warrior at the peak of the God-breaking Realm and the strongest and most respected among those present.

Most importantly, he had practiced a secret technique that could damage undead without harming himself, but unfortunately, his methods were only effective against undead below the God-breaking Realm. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come so close to annihilation today.

He approached Zhang Menglong and bowed slightly, "Master Zhang..."

"It's Divine Venerate Zhang!" Zhang Menglong corrected with a pretentious air.

"Yes, yes, many thanks to Divine Venerate Zhang and Heavenly Venerate Kong Lan for saving us today. Otherwise, we might have perished under these undead."

"No worries, it was just a small effort," Zhang Menglong replied, "We both come from the Haotian Continent, how about you?"

"Haotian Continent?" Nine Swords Venerable showed a delighted expression, "We all came from the Haotian Continent!"

"Damn, what a coincidence?" Zhang Menglong was also surprised, "How long have you been here?"

"I've been here for over 30,000 years, others range from tens to thousands of years."

"You survived that long?" Zhang Menglong raised an eyebrow, "Even at the God-breaking peak, life expectancy is only five to six thousand years, right?"

"You don't know, the power of laws in this world is different. Our life span decays very slowly here. In over 30,000 years, I've only aged a few hundred Haotian Continental years," Nine Swords Venerable sighed, "But if we can't leave, continuing to eke out existence here for tens of thousands of more years would be worse than death."

Zhang Menglong's eyes lit up, these hundreds of warriors and demon beasts were once big shots. Now, after thousands of years, their skills must have improved, and taking them back to the Haotian Continent would undoubtedly make them formidable hands!

If possible, bringing other surviving warriors with them would be amazing...

Zhang Menglong pulled out a paper, with "Registration Form" written on it.

"Brother, our Sun Heaven Sect is expanding recruitment. Interested in joining us?"