"Only by following what I say can we completely take down the Ghost Venerable Patriarch."

Su Ran lowered his voice and explained, "This is the only chance; we absolutely cannot miss it!"

After speaking, he looked up at the sky, observing the current situation. The Ghost Clan army was fundamentally no match for the Dragon Clan, suffering heavy casualties. Even the ten Ghost Clan passages were all destroyed, directly cutting off the replenishment of Ghost Clan forces.

Now, with the addition of several thousand elf archers, the Ghost Clan camp suffered even greater blows. The bodies were absorbed by the Strange Demon Bone Cauldron, once again refining two Strange Demons that were thrown into the battlefield, displaying ferocious might.

Under the joint assault of the Dragon Clan, Elf Clan, and Evil Demon Sovereign and other NPCs, the Ghost Clan camp severely shrank, and now less than half their forces remained.

"Dragon Clan! Elf Clan! Why are you ruining my plans?"

The long-silent Ghost Venerable Patriarch could no longer hold back and questioned loudly on the spot.

His voice erupted like thunder in the sky over the territory, his dignified presence as the Ghost Venerable clear.

However.

The Dragon Clan and Elf Clan didn’t even bother to respond, continuing to hunt down ghost soldiers, directly leaving the Ghost Venerable Patriarch hanging, which was a bit awkward.

"Do you really intend to oppose the Ghost Clan?"

The Ghost Venerable Patriarch’s words carried a hint of threat, hoping to intimidate these two clans with the backing of the Ghost Clan.

"Old Ghost, they’re completely ignoring you, and you’re still saying so much nonsense, you’re making me feel embarrassed for you!"

Banana couldn’t pass up the chance to humiliate the Ghost Venerable Patriarch. He waved the Yin Yang Pearl in the air, laughing loudly, "Look at what I have in my hand. Are you annoyed? If you are, come and take it!"

This was the tactical plan Su Ran had arranged for Banana, entrusting him with the task of luring the enemy. The bait to hook the Ghost Venerable Patriarch was none other than the Yin Yang Pearl!

In the eyes of the Ghost Venerable Patriarch, the Yin Yang Pearl held considerable value, so there was no fear that the Old Ghost wouldn’t take the bait!

Just as Su Ran had guessed, the Ghost Venerable Patriarch, upon seeing the Yin Yang Pearl, became instantly furious, stirring the airflow around, transforming into a mass of gas forming the Ghost Venerable Patriarch’s ghostly face, charging rapidly towards Banana.

"Elf, return my pearl!"

"Your pearl? So shameless to say out loud!"

Banana laughed in anger, retreating while cursing, "I’ve seen shameless people, but never anyone like you. How can you call yourself a Ghost Venerable, losing your dignity over a single pearl!"

"Die!"

The Ghost Venerable Patriarch stopped exchanging words with Banana, crossing the battlefield quickly closing the distance between them.

"If you have the guts, come chase me. Whoever doesn’t chase is a coward!"

Banana kept taunting the Ghost Venerable Patriarch with words as he ran towards the teleportation array.

Though not knowing what Su Ran had planned, Banana didn’t need to know; as long as it was to deal with the Ghost Venerable Patriarch, he was willing to do anything!

"Ignorant child!"

The Ghost Venerable Patriarch was thoroughly infuriated, his speed increased a notch, and the distance between them gradually shortened.

As he was about to reach the teleportation array, he unexpectedly saw Banana give him a meaningful smile.

Not good, a trap!

The Ghost Venerable Patriarch’s heart tensed, instinctively halting his movement, flying toward the sky.

"Stay right there!"

Xue Wuqing instantly cast the Ice Prison, trapping the Ghost Venerable Patriarch inside.

"Woof! Woof!"

Taking the opportunity, Wang Cai dashed into the Ice Prison, biting the gas sphere and leaped into the teleportation array, instantly being teleported away.

After losing the control of the Ghost Venerable Patriarch, the Ghost Clan camp’s combat power plummeted. Under the combined effort of the Dragon Clan, Elf Clan, and Evil Demon Sovereign NPCs, the Ghost Clan suffered devastating casualties. Before long, they were completely slaughtered, officially marking the end of this territorial battle.

"Phew, survived!"

Su Ran heaved a heavy sigh of relief and said to Xue Wuqing beside him, "You guys help look after the territory. I need to go deal with the Ghost Venerable Patriarch."

"With the Elf and Dragon Clan here, rest assured and go; there’s no need to worry about the territory."

Qing Qi watched the gigantic dragons hovering around in the sky with envy, "If only I could have such a mount, it would be wonderful..."

"The bread will be made, let’s go."

After giving instructions about the territory, Su Ran plunged into the teleportation array, teleporting away from there.

...

"It’s over, it’s all over!"

"Is it still time for me to betray the Ghost Clan? Didn’t they say a prodigal turning back is worth more than gold? I’ve realized my mistake; I’m begging the Human Race to take me in~!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"The key is, you’re not a prodigal; you’re a turncoat!"

"Damn it, you have the nerve to call me out, but you’re just as much a turncoat!"

The players who joined the Ghost Clan, without exception, all regretted it. They never dreamed that such a powerful clan would fall into the hands of Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained—utterly ridiculous!

But the situation was now set; no matter how much they disbelieved it, it was useless. They could only each try to find their way out.

Because they knew in their hearts that after the Ghost Clan was suppressed, their situation would be quite precarious, making it very challenging to continue surviving in the God-Demon Continent. They couldn’t even play the game properly anymore; the cost was too steep for them to bear, forcing them to find a way to change back to the Human Race, or else their accounts would be wasted.

Just as one person’s joy is another’s sorrow, Human Race players were spreading the news and celebrating this rare victory. In their widespread propaganda, Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained became the savior, regardless of his Undead identity, which didn’t hinder the players’ admiration for him.

After this territorial battle, players had a deeper understanding of the territory’s defensive strength. Even with the Ghost Venerable Patriarch wielding the entire clan’s power, they couldn’t conquer this territory. Even the Imperial City of the Human Race couldn’t reach this level!

On the world channel and game forums, discussions were all about Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained. This time, in the Three Realms War event, the MVP was none other than Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained!

Currently, Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained is simply skyrocketing in popularity!

But what they didn’t know was that Su Ran was making his final efforts in the ancient battleground at that moment; only by re-sealing the Ghost Venerable Patriarch would the Three Realms War truly end—too soon to celebrate!

Ancient Battleground.

Wang Cai held onto the gas sphere tightly, not giving the Ghost Venerable Patriarch any chance to escape, absorbing its energy.

"Wang Cai, come here!"

Su Ran commanded Wang Cai, and they arrived at the center of the ancient battleground. The Ghost Venerable Patriarch was initially suppressed here by the Ghost Refining Tomb. Bringing it back now could be considered returning to where it belonged.

Despite Wang Cai’s reluctance, it didn’t disobey Su Ran’s order and brought the gas sphere to the center of the ancient battleground.

"Get out of the way, Undead Skeleton!"

Before Su Ran could make his next move, a shout came from the sky.

Su Ran instinctively looked up, immediately startled. He saw a purple-red mountain descending from the sky, crashing down toward them, surrounded by numerous gods and demons. The scene was quite grand, doing justice to the Ghost Venerable Patriarch’s prestige.