In the sky, dozens of cities away from Demon Eye Ghost City, giant undead creatures were flying at full speed.

These creatures, each over ten thousand meters long, were a fusion of undead creatures and undead technology, akin to carrier battleships in cosmic warfare.

On the back of the foremost undead creature, a burly undead in tattered armor suddenly opened his eyes.

Beneath his helmet, his green eyes shimmered with a cold light, and those familiar with him would notice it was a look of anger.

Just now, Feng Yan lost contact with his 200 elite undead knights!

20,000 undead knights, painstakingly and expensively cultivated by Feng Yan, each with power comparable to any Ghost King. It was their deterrence that kept those Ghost Kings in check, dutifully paying soul cores.

For tens of thousands of years, these undead knights never suffered casualties. Losing 200 now was a significant loss for him.

"What on earth happened there?" Feng Yan initially thought sending 200 knights would be foolproof, expecting to see Demon Eye Ghost City razed to the ground when he arrived. He didn't anticipate his own forces encountering trouble first.

Due to overconfidence, Feng Yan didn't even use his divine power to check what happened.

"Lord Feng Yan, you don't seem in a good mood," a nearby guard said to Feng Yan.

These guards were fewer in number than the undead knights, only thirteen, but they had been with Feng Yan for millions of years, possessing even more fearsome strength, and were Feng Yan's most trusted allies.

"Is it because of their betrayal?" the guard asked. "It's just one Ghost King; your knights are far stronger. You can simply appoint someone else to manage those dozen cities."

"If it were only about that, it wouldn't matter," Feng Yan replied in a low tone. "A few worthless individuals easily replaced, but my ghost cavalry lost 200 just now!"

"What did you say?" The guard's face showed a hint of shock.

He knew Feng Yan had sent a team to the forefront. From Feng Yan's words, it seemed that squad had encountered trouble.

200 undead knights, formidable enough to be a challenge even for us guards alone, could easily raze a ghost city. Yet, according to Feng Yan, a group of absolute strongmen capable of harming the undead appeared in Demon Eye Ghost City.

Regardless of whether they were humans, the strength of these undead knights was assuredly not below the peak god-breaking strength!

"What's out there? Are those people truly so powerful?"

"Full speed ahead!" Feng Yan commanded. "I must see who dares to kill my people!"

...

"You go chop the vegetables!"

"Wash the dishes, wash the dishes!"

"Your pot is burning!"

"Kong Lan, can you handle it? You can't even play Switch!"

Zhang Menglong tossed aside the controller, pulling out a Breakup Kitchen cartridge. "Forget it, I'll just play Zelda myself!"

"Boss, the Ghost Emperor has arrived!" As Zhang Menglong opened a new game, Demon Eye walked in.

Although everyone was serving different masters now, Demon Eye had good relations with the other Ghost City Ghost Kings. They sent word that the Ghost Emperor's army was getting closer, possibly besieging them in about half an hour.

"Finally, I've been bored to death these past days!" Zhang Menglong stood up excitedly. "Kong Lan, today we'll play Plants vs. Zombies! I guarantee you've never experienced such an immersive gameplay before."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Want to control those plants?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"Can I?" Kong Lan said excitedly.

He had seen how powerful those plants were. If he could control them, he could join Zhang Menglong in beating up those undead.

"This Ghost City is so big, the defensive line is too long for me alone to manage," Zhang Menglong said. "Get those Sun Heaven Sect people over here, today we play Plants vs. Zombies in real life!"

"Got it!" Having been with Zhang Menglong for so long, Kong Lan had played the game. But bringing it into reality like this was a first.

"I'll go now!"

Demon Eye twitched. Despite the looming army and the perilous state of Demon Eye Ghost City, why were they all so excited?

"Boss, can I play too?" Demon Eye asked cautiously.

"You can't. You're dead, you can't control those plants, and you might even get attacked by them," Zhang Menglong laughed. "Of course, if you're adamant, I can teach you."

"Cough, cough, cough, I said nothing just now!" Demon Eye quickly turned and left. Having witnessed the plants' power, he wanted to live for more millions of years!

...

Finally, a dark army of undead appeared directly in front of Demon Eye Ghost City, their overwhelming presence almost suffocating.

"Brother Zhang, that's quite a crowd to fight," Kong Lan gasped, having never encountered such a large-scale scene before.

"Why the panic?" Zhang Menglong laughed. "This is a small scene!"

Compared to the days of battling thousands of legions on the foreign battlefield with just one legion, this numerical gap was nothing.

"What's going on with this Demon Eye Ghost City?" Feng Yan and his men were curious about the city filled with plants. They couldn't explain why these seemingly mundane plants gave them such an indescribable feeling.

A guard knelt on one knee before the Ghost Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to flatten this Demon Eye Ghost City, to wipe out those traitors and the accursed living!"

"Alright, I'll give you 1 billion Yin Soldiers and 500 cavalry. When you return, I'll reward you with a million soul cores!" The Ghost Emperor waved his hand, and a dense wave of undead poured out from the backs and bellies of those soul beasts.

The oncoming aura felt like an impending storm shaking looming skies.

"They've arrived!" Zhang Menglong laughed. "Everyone, get ready!"

With Zhang Menglong and his team's spiritual power enveloping the plants, all the plants awakened from their slumber, filling the city with vibrant life force.

"What's that?"

"Why do those plants look so strange?"

The charging undead were curious but didn't pay much mind—just plants, after all. How could they interfere?

Yet, in the next moment, they all froze.

Those plants started shooting everything—peas, spores, fruits. Each seemingly insignificant projectile created vast explosions, reducing hundreds of undead to soul flames, except those above the third level of god-breaking.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Mushroom clouds exploded, the concentrated firepower preventing undead from nearing within ten kilometers of the city.

"What a pity, all that soul energy, thinking of collecting it is terrifying," some lamented, seeing the soul flames. But the area was too dangerous, facing bombardment from both plants and charging undead.

Yet, at that moment, the soul fire turned into specks of light absorbed by sunflower-looking plants, transforming into blue gems. Those plants could remotely absorb and convert that soul energy!

Zhang Menglong leapt from the wall, shouting, "What are you waiting for? Come and gather the experience!"