"Long time no see, you’re as cunning as ever. Tell me, what trouble are you in this time? Need to borrow my strength again?" The Ghoul King would not easily be led by the Corpse King.

No matter how urgently he needed the other’s information to understand what was really happening inside the Plains of Bone, so he could make his next decisions.

Actively asking for intelligence and exchanging help for information are two entirely different concepts.

The Corpse King is also an expert, keeping quiet about being besieged by the Burning Flames Queen’s army and his territory being overtaken soon, instead directly targeting the root of the upheaval in the Plains of Bone: "A divine power presence has appeared in the Plains of Bone."

This statement carried such weight that the Ghoul King involuntarily sat up straight, asking, "Divine power presence? What kind of divine power does it control? Which divine power presence is it?"

Feeling as if he had asked too hastily, handing over the initiative, Doreisan tried to compensate: "No wonder all your forces have been redeployed internally, turns out it was to fight against this intruder!

For someone as cautious as you to take the risk of total destruction just to meet with me, it shows your situation isn’t optimistic.

Is it that this divine power presence is about to swallow or destroy your territory and you need my divine power to counteract it?"

Only divine power presence can truly counter divine power presence.

The four Advanced Undead Lords in the Plains of Bone are quite powerful, but lack their own divine power presence, which is their greatest weakness.

If not for the Jackalweres King Yenogu’s machinations, he would have long since annexed this place, making it a part of his White Kingdom.

Once all the soul energy there is absorbed, it could at least generate tens of millions of ghouls.

This is enough to break the power balance between him and the Jackalweres King, freeing himself from Yenogu’s coercive control and returning to the embrace of the Undead Monarch Okas.

"It’s not merely my territory being swallowed, soon the entire Plains of Bone will change ownership." The Corpse King spoke only broadly, avoiding mentioning his predicament.

No unbroken eggs under an overturned nest.

Similarly, for the Ghoul King to keep the overall situation intact, his territory, and he himself, is inevitable, and the crisis will naturally resolve itself.

"Plains of Bone changing ownership? How is that possible? Don’t you claim to have nearly ten million undead soldiers?"

"Your Majesty, do not easily believe this person’s alarming talk; unless the Undead Monarch himself comes, no one can control the Plains of Bone in such a short time."

The two Ghoul Noble Consorts couldn’t help but loudly refute.

They almost outright expressed that this was something the Ghoul King Doreisan hadn’t achieved in a thousand years; how could it possibly be done in minutes by someone of unknown origin?

The Corpse King didn’t directly argue but requested: "Your Majesty, please allow me to summon evidence for you to judge by yourself."

He is well aware of the Bottomless Abyss’s rules.

Relying on mere rhetoric to convince others is immensely difficult.

In comparison, it’s better to present factual evidence directly before the opponent, letting them draw their own conclusions.

"Your Majesty, do not, be wary of deceit!"

"Your Majesty, prudence is paramount!"

The two Ghoul Noble Consorts immediately advised caution, unsure of what might be summoned when restrictions are lifted—whether it be the claimed evidence or possible ambush.

"Granted!" The Ghoul King ignored his beloved consorts’ advice, pointing a sharp claw at the Corpse King, causing a ghastly white light to withdraw around him, opening a gap in the previously sealed space.

It’s not that he trusted the Corpse King, but he was confident enough.

This was his Court of the Lost Souls, the battleground most favorable to him. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

If anyone dared to attack him here, it would be walking into a trap; even the Jackalweres King Yenogu wouldn’t dare easily venture to this place.

If an enemy could still pose a deadly threat here, it indicated they had an overwhelming advantage, rendering further hiding futile.

The Corpse King, relieved of summoning ability restrictions, wasted no words, summoning three bizarre undead, frozen like insects within invisible amber, in an absolute stasis state.

Clearly affected by magic akin to eternal stasis.

"What kind of undead are these? I’ve never seen this type before."

"Why does the Skeleton Soldier have six arms? Isn’t that a unique ability of the Serpent Demon? Yet undead transformed from serpent demons aren’t this weak!"

"This looks like a Skeleton Minotaur, but why does it have the lower body of a Half-Centaur?"

"Isn’t this just a Shadow? Why make such a fuss to summon it?"

The two Ghoul Noble Consorts commented around the three uniquely designed undead, failing to grasp the Corpse King’s true intentions.

"This is..." The Ghoul King leapt from his Soulless Throne, his hand extending, a powerful energy surging, drawing the towering Super Skeleton Minotaur uncontrollably toward him.

Hou!

As soon as the Super Skeleton Minotaur left the Corpse King’s side, it was released from stasis.

It immediately began struggling frenziedly, even attempting to launch an attack on the Ghoul King.

Boom!

Their strengths were not in the same league; even before the tall and strong Super Skeleton Minotaur, the Ghoul King seemed incredibly slender and frail.