It's the beauty that brings disaster. I'm also desperate.

The altar of Changyang Palace was already full of people...

Those who could stand here were all people with a certain weight and status in the Midsummer Country. After arriving at the altar, everyone was even more silent, even the patriarch of the Nine Blood Clan and Jiang Ying, who were of such noble status.

They also lowered their breathing and stood still like statues.

There is no moon or stars tonight.

The sky was as dark as a lightless black sea...

But the candlelight on the altar was as bright as daylight, and between the earth and the sky, light and darkness intersected in a line of darkness.

——It’s so depressing.

Xia Li didn't like this atmosphere very much, it was too depressing.

He glanced quietly at Youyou beside him. He saw that her face was solemn, her hands folded in front of her knees, and she stood quietly with her head down.

"Li'er, don't look around. The Queen and the others are here."

Jiang Xuan on the left tugged at Sheng Sheng's sleeve and whispered.

Hear the words.

The girl looked up.

In the distance, in front of the main hall of Changyang Palace, which was decorated with jade steps, golden tiles, and red and green, a group of people were coming in a mighty procession.

At a glance, there are more than a thousand people in the ceremonial guard alone.

The leader held high a black and white flag umbrella, followed by others holding various banners, weapons and various objects that Shengsheng could not name or use.

In front of the guard of honor, three people were walking and bowing.

All three of them were tall women, wearing solemn and gorgeous robes...

The leader.

She wore a silver crown and a red robe... The silver crown looked like a phoenix spreading its wings, and the red robe was as red as fire. The woman was beautiful, graceful and dignified.

——This person should be Queen Si Zhen.

Shengsheng guessed secretly.

Si Zhen held a wooden box in both hands, about the length of her forearm.

"Don't tell me it's an urn..."

Xia Li was a little confused.

Even the customs of ordinary people in Jufang Yunlu are to bury the body intact. As an emperor, shouldn't you pay more attention to these things?

How could it burn into ashes?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Shengsheng looked at the other two people.

Three steps behind Si Zhen, two people were walking side by side. The person on the right was wearing a black veil, so his true face could not be seen.

When she walks, her gait is graceful and extremely charming.

She was wearing a dark-colored conservative long gown, but her perfect curves made it difficult for the gown to cover up the turmoil within.

——Who is this person? He is so naughty.

I can feel the oncoming sexiness even from such a distance, how can it be tolerated if I get closer?

of course.

Xia Li had no interest in this kind of woman. He sighed in his heart and the girl turned her gaze to the left.

—Hmm? How come she...

You don't know until you see it, and you will be shocked when you see it.

The beautiful woman on the left looked extremely haggard, even her delicate makeup couldn't cover it up. What surprised Xia Li the most was that she had a head full of white hair!

——Chief Jiang Hui?

Shengsheng could hardly recognize the other person. Was this still the mother Youyouzi remembered?

Although the other person's appearance has not changed, he seems to have aged ten years...

The girl seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Jiang You quickly, only to see that Youyouzi still maintained a solemn expression, staring at Jiang Hui, but there was no extra expression on her face.

"Her Majesty the Queen, Lady Xiaoji, and Lord Xia Xiang are here————!"

Just when Shengsheng was worried about her Youyou.

The female official who had been waiting on the altar for a long time shouted loudly. From the order in which the female official called out the names, one could tell the status of the three people... However, it could also be that for an occasion like today, the Queen was placed first.

Just as Xia Li guessed.

The woman in the lead was none other than Queen Si Zhen, and on the left was Jiang Hui, head of the Jiang family. The enchanting beauty on the right was beyond her expectations...it was actually one of the famous Three Immortal Officials [Xiao Ji].

It was just before midnight when these three entered the altar with a ceremonial guard of a thousand people.

Queen Si Zhen, Xiao Ji and Jiang Hui walked slowly to the center of the altar.

Na Xiao Ji seemed to be the ceremonial officer who presided over this grand funeral. Standing on the central platform, she first looked around...after confirming that the entire altar was silent and everyone's manners were correct.

Then he took out a silk scroll from his bosom and began to recite the Dharma words to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

With every word she uttered, thunder rumbled in the dark sky, as if responding to her.

"...The 74th Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty in the Huoli Era, Emperor Chu Yu, has reached the time of his death!"

Read a Dharma passage to the end.

It took exactly a quarter of an hour, and it was now midnight.

A moment is not too much, a second is not too little...

After hearing these last words to heaven, Queen Si Zhen, who had been holding the rectangular casket, began to tremble with both hands...but the trembling was so slight that only the two people beside her could see it clearly.

"Queen, this is an auspicious time."

Xiao Ji's eyes were calm.

Seeing that Si Zhen was holding the box tightly without moving, he immediately reminded her.

"I know."

Si Zhen gritted her teeth and tried to remain calm.

Open the box and take something out...

The object was shaped like a wine jar, slightly longer than a palm and slightly narrower than a palm. It was made of jade and glass, emitting a faint glow.

Red runes continuously flow out from both the head and the tail, as if red stars are floating in the air, circling around the objects... The runes are sometimes orderly and sometimes disordered.

It's like a magic array that was created naturally.

——Fuck!

——This this this this… This is…

"It's Broken, no! It's the Ming Cinder Pot--!"

Shengsheng was shocked and confused.

The shape of the jade pot is exactly the same as the Mingjin pot, but the materials are completely different...one is made of jade, and the other is made of bronze.

Besides, her Mingjin Pot is not so gorgeous, with mysterious symbols flowing around it or anything like that.

How could it be the same thing?

Ok.

Ninety-nine percent yes!

The broken pot was in tatters at first, without even a lid. Shengsheng used the Mingjin water he had worked hard to earn to repair it bit by bit. By the time he came to Shengxia, it at least looked like a treasure.

Shengsheng just can't accept it...

Since the pot is in the hands of the queen, it means that this candle treasure must belong to the royal family. How can she get back the treasure of the royal family of the Shengxia Dynasty?

but.

——Is this the perfect form of the Ming Cinder Pot? The form that exists in too much time.

The girl looked at the treasure that was once closest to her with complicated eyes, and her mood was indescribable.

The broken pot she mentioned.

At this moment, the jade is flawless, and countless obscure runes are flowing around the pot. Red seals are lingering and glittering... The jade pot is shining, dazzling.

"Emperor Nuwa has passed away, and his soul has returned to heaven——!"

Just as Shengsheng was troubled by all kinds of thoughts, a solemn voice resounded throughout the altar.

The voice was not high-pitched, but rather extremely low, with a hint of sadness...

Chapter 68: Emperor Nuwa died and his soul returned to heaven!

But it was such a low voice, but it was like a hum in everyone's ears... and it seemed to carry a magical power, guiding everyone to shout in unison.

"Emperor Nuwa has passed away, and his soul has returned to heaven——!"

It was not until they started shouting that everyone realized that their thoughts were out of control for just a moment.

——That woman.

Shengsheng's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Looking at the woman with black veil on the platform.

Just now even she couldn't help but follow the crowd in shouting. This kind of power to control her mind and heart, and tens of thousands of people at once, that woman was really terrifying.

"Immortal official [Xiao Ji]?"

Shengsheng secretly memorized the name.

prior to.

Even though the other person had a sexy and charming demeanor, she would just look at him and smile, not taking it to heart.

At this time, it attracted attention...

She vaguely understood why Xiao Ji and Jiang Hui were together, with Xiao Ji on the right and Jiang Hui on the left.

The Immortal Official’s status in the Shengxia Dynasty is higher than that of the Prime Minister!

When everyone shouted "May your soul return to heaven", Queen Si Zhen opened the jade pot in her hand. Her movements were very slow...she seemed extremely reluctant and unwilling.

But it is like a stubborn stone at the bottom of the river. No matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape the fate of being washed away by the river.

The woman's hand roamed over the light array on the top of the jade pot. After clicking twelve times in an orderly manner, the top of the jade pot spontaneously floated in the air.

Instant!

Countless red spots of light burst out from it and rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the now inky black sky a fiery red, like a burning cloud.

——These red lights are the soul of Emperor Chu Yu!

Emperor Nuwa died and his soul returned to heaven.

This chant passed through Shengsheng's heart, and at this moment she felt as if a blessing had come to her mind, and she had an extremely strong feeling. Even if no one had told her, she was absolutely sure that the red light was the soul of Emperor Chuyu...

The sky remained red for a whole hour.

Everyone on the altar stood in silence and solemnity, waiting for a full hour.

Until the red clouds fade away and the glory disappears...

Then someone came slowly up to Queen Si Zhen holding something and knelt down respectfully.

that person.

It’s Xia Xiang Jiang Hui.

What she held in her hands was a black robe that was folded neatly in a square shape, with a golden crown placed in the middle of the robe...Although Jiang Hui looked extremely haggard at this moment, her demeanor was still very dignified.

She sang in a deep voice.

"Please ask the new emperor to wear the flat crown and the twelve-patterned crown--!"

Xia Xiang was the head of all officials in the Shengxia Dynasty.

As Jiang Hui started, all the officials knelt down on the altar and invited the new emperor to wear his crown and clothes. The momentum was huge...