He immediately walked to them, "Why are you here, Meng Yao? You are not going to the Reincarnation Ship?"

Meng Yao was also shocked to meet Zhang Yan, "Why are you here? You didn't follow Yan Luo?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yan with confuse and found that Zhang Yan was just a warrior at the third level of Martial Arts State, frowning, "Miss, we still have something to do, don't waste time here."

Meng Yao could only apologized, "I have important things to do, so I should leave now. See you!" They two left.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yan knew that the old man had looked down on him due to his low cultivation. But that was not a big deal for him, he just wondered, "Important things? What kind of things can be more important than the Reincarnation Ship?" As for the old man beside Meng Yao, Zhang Yan couldn't get through him and considered him much more strong than the Anti-Soul Beast.

"With such a strong person to do important things? Are they finding something precious?" He mused in his heart, but then shook his head, "Let it alone! My most important mission is to save Fatty!"

When he returned to the inn, the low-spirit waiter asked him, "Back? What would you like to eat this time?"

Zhang Yan replied with great enthusiasm, "Give me all the delicious food here."

"All? That valued close to six thousand upper spiritual stones, so are you sure?" A surprised look emerged on the waiter's face.

Zhang Yan nodded and threw six thousand upper spiritual stones to the waiter, "Keep the change."

Although feeling strange, the waiter dared not to continue to ask, and immediately go to prepare food for Zhang Yan. After a short time, the dishes were served.

When Zhang Yan was enjoying his big meal, a warrior who was covered in blood came in.

He shouted, "The small ghosts are attacking the town! Come on, everyone! Keep the town!", then he left the inn and entered another building, shouting the same words.

Zhang Yan put down the chopsticks in his hand and followed the crowds to the gate.

The streets were filled with warriors toward the gate, but there were still some timid ones beginning to hide in the town, afraid of being killed by the small ghosts.

Numerous small ghosts were gathering outside the town, extending into the darkness. There were also some ugly fierce ghosts. They hit the gate wildly, while the warriors in the town tried their best to hold the gate.

With more powerful strength, every warrior was able to defeat a hundred small ghosts. But the quantity of the ghosts was too many; after killing one group, another would follow up. The warriors couldn't absorb the natural gas in the Huangquan Road like Zhang Yan, so their spiritual energy consumed very fast.

Zhang Yan also joined the siege to kill the small ghosts. He could kill a lot of them every time he swept his stone sword with bloody-red spiritual energy.

All of a sudden, an old man came out of the city and wave his hand, then a white light flashed, killing a big part of the small ghosts. With another two waves, the small ghosts were almost killed by him.

Zhang Yan returned to the wall to look at the old man floating in the air, "Such a fierce cultivation!"

The old man abruptly screamed, "I don't want to be enemies against you! Get away from this place!"

His words puzzled Zhang Yan. It was said the small ghosts and the fierce ghosts possessed no intelligence, then whom was the old man talking to? However, after thinking about it twice, Zhang Yan understood that the old man must be talking to the controller behind the ghosts.

Sure enough, as the voice of the old man just fell, all the ghosts around the town retreated. And after that, the old man turned back to the town.