The other surrounding malicious ghosts sensibly retreated over ten miles away.

They were terrified that getting even a little bit closer might displease a Ghost King, resulting in them being swallowed whole in a single bite.

"Nether Earth, you..." The Thunder Ghost King froze, saying in astonishment.

"How did you sustain such heavy injuries?"

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King also frowned slightly. "Just now on the East High Peak, I even felt the spiritual energy fluctuations from the North and heard the continuous loud booms. So it was you, Nether Earth, fighting a strong enemy?"

The Bright Candle Ghost King, with a face full of innocence, said with a beaming smile.

"To actually be able to blast such a big hole in Old Man Nether Earth’s chest, it seems they are quite a remarkable powerhouse!"

"Bright Candle is right." The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes, saying through gritted teeth.

"That person is the strongest powerhouse this old man has ever fought in my entire life."

"Person?" The three Great Ghost Kings caught the important piece of information, traces of astonishment appearing on their faces.

"Hey, Nether Earth, you’re joking, right?" The Thunder Ghost King said cautiously.

"Are you saying the one who beat you into this state is a human?"

"Exactly." The Nether Earth Ghost King took a deep breath and said deeply.

"You three, since this old man summoned you to the North High Peak, I no longer care about face."

"Just now, this old man was not only injured by a human, but also forced to exhaust all my trump cards. In the end, I had no choice but to use ghost qi to flee, letting him swagger away."

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King’s face turned solemn. "With Brother Nether Earth’s strength, the humans in the current world who can rival you can be counted on one’s hand. Just who exactly is it, to actually be so arrogant within our Hundred Ghost Mountain Range?"

The Nether Earth Ghost King fell silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth. "Have you ever heard of the Saint Lord of the Hale family, Alex?"

"Alex?" The Thunder Ghost King and the Bright Candle Ghost King froze, shaking their heads one after another.

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King pondered for a moment.

"I know of him. A few days ago, the Heavenly Flame Dynasty’s King of the South, Albert, colluded with the Former Empress, Nova, to stage a rebellion, intending to kill Aurelia and usurp the throne."

"Just as Aurelia was about to die under the butcher’s knife, it was this Alex who led the three great families to rescue the Empress. He imprisoned Albert, forced Nova to her death, and also shocked and killed the Heavenly Flame Dynasty’s Tiger, Crane, and Wolf ancestors who had appeared to help."

Hearing this, the Thunder Ghost King and the Bright Candle Ghost King were both startled.

"Hey, Heavenly Fiend, you’re joking, right?" The Thunder Ghost King said in panic.

"Although I haven’t heard of any Alex, I have still heard of those three old fellows, Tiger, Crane, and Wolf. As early as several hundred years ago, they were already at the peak of the Supreme Realm. Now they should already be at the half-step Saint Realm. To actually die at the hands of the Saint Lord of a Saint Lineage family?"

The Bright Candle Ghost King seemed to not know the meaning of fear, her eyes shining brightly.

"As expected, it is a very terrifying powerhouse. No wonder he beat Old Man Nether Earth into this state!"

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King fell silent briefly. "Brother Nether Earth, you called the three of us here to join forces. You wouldn’t be thinking of having us help you take revenge, right?"

"Exactly." The Nether Earth Ghost King didn’t hide it, nodding without hesitation.

"Logically speaking, my own grudge should be avenged by myself. However, that Alex’s strength is truly far too powerful. Even within the Hundred Ghost Mountain Range, relying on the geographical advantage, I was nearly killed by him. Relying on my own strength, it is absolutely impossible to avenge this grudge."

"Therefore, this old man wants to invite the three of you to lend a helping hand."

"Nether Earth, you’re joking, right?" The Thunder Ghost King said in bewilderment.

"That guy is an existence capable of killing the Tiger, Crane, and Wolf ancestors. Could it be that relying on the three of us, we would be his opponents?"

"Thunder, what are you saying?" The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes coldly.

"We, the Four Ghost Kings of the Hundred Ghost Mountain Range, are also powerhouses renowned in this world for tens of thousands of years. If the four of us join forces yet cannot even take down a human junior, what face will we have left?"

The Thunder Ghost King lowered his head, revealing a look of shame.

The Heavenly Fiend Ghost King asked. "Then what brilliant plan does Brother Nether Earth have?"

The Nether Earth Ghost King pondered for a moment, a chilling smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"If we go directly to challenge him, even if we can kill him, we will pay an immense price. If he fights to the death, perhaps even one or several of us will fall. That would be far too unworthy."

"Let’s do this: Heavenly Fiend, you prepare your Heavenly Fiend God-Imprisoning Formation to confine his movements."

"Bright Candle, you prepare your Heavenly Candle Dragon-Sealing Seal to seal his spiritual treasures."

"Thunder, you take a trip to the Hale family and slaughter three to five hundred of their people to lure Alex back."

"Then we lure the snake out of its hole, draw him into our territory, and it won’t be too late to strike!"

Hearing the Nether Earth Ghost King’s meticulous deployment, the expressions of the other three Ghost Kings instantly became somewhat complicated.

Good heavens. This old man just kept harping on, speaking so sanctimoniously and high-soundingly.

Yet unexpectedly, he had already dug the pit and laid the trap long ago.

The Four Great Ghost Kings moving out together, exhausting all their trump cards to deal with a mortal, and still using such schemes and tricks.

This was equally lacking the face to stand in the world, wasn’t it?