Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Yu Lang was terrified and couldn't help but ask, "What is reincarnation?"

"It means being able to bring the dead back to life."

"..."

Ren Fengjue then asked, "How can there be a magic in the world that can bring someone back to life?"

Yan Zhengchu had only read about it in ancient books, but had never seen it in person, so he was skeptical about it.

Xia Ximo suddenly spoke up: "There must be ways to bring people back to life. You've all seen them, but they all come at a price."

Hearing her say that, everyone understood what was going on.

Just like the crown prince of the previous dynasty, who turned into a demon after death, relying on devouring other people's souls and taking over other people's bodies, isn't that a kind of "reincarnation"?

Xia Ximo added, "No need to guess anymore, we'll find out now by going over there."

As she spoke, she walked toward the tomb chamber, and the others quickly followed her.

However, the scene inside the tomb once again astonished them.

The group of "ghost riders" had all dismounted and were gathered around the collapsed statue with a devout and respectful air, seemingly waiting for something...

The group of ghosts that had swept over the crowd earlier knelt down to one side.

Looking around, the entire tomb chamber was densely packed with ghosts.

Yu Lang clutched his chest, inwardly screaming that he was going to die.

It turns out that the "ghosts" I saw in the past were nothing compared to the real ones.

How is this scene any different from the legendary "parade of a hundred demons"?

He was about to speak when Yan Zhengchu covered his mouth.

And at that moment, the rubble, like quicksand, sank deep into the ground, and from it emerged an ancient, long sword…

Yu Lang immediately recognized the long sword as the "Mother and Child Swords" that the statue had been holding earlier.

Following closely behind the long sword was a "skull" wearing a helmet with a plume, armor, and combat boots.

As the "skull" appeared, the "ghost generals and soldiers" all knelt down in worship.

"Congratulations on the return of the General Who Guards the North!"

"Whether I live or die, I will forever follow you, General!"

"General Zhenbei, may your glory last a thousand generations! May your name be immortal!"

The Skeleton General stared at his subordinates, his mouth agape, and let out a deep, eerie laugh.

"Excellent! This reincarnation technique really works!"

Amidst his wild laughter, another skeleton slowly appeared beside him.

Judging from her clothing, she was likely a woman, and very likely the wife of the General of the North.

As expected, the Skeleton General gently took the female skeleton's hand, and with his other hand, he swung it down in the air.

Then, two faceless ghosts were seen "escorting" a woman with a blank stare as they walked past the group of ghosts.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was Zhao Wan.

Wuyou whispered inside the soul lamp, "The princess seems to have had her soul stolen. If I'm not mistaken, that skeleton probably wants her body!"

Xia Ximo's gaze darkened, and he suddenly understood why Ren Fengjue and Zhao Wan were trapped under that statue...

The skeleton general must have originally set his sights on Ren Fengjue's body.

Zhao Wan was led to two skeletons, and the skeleton lady stretched out a withered hand and gently stroked her face.

Zhao Wan was completely unaware of this.

"It seems the lady is quite satisfied with this body!"

The Skeleton General was quite pleased with himself and smiled again, "Once I capture that man back, we can be together again, inseparable."

Upon hearing this, the ghosts below cheered incessantly.

However, at that moment, a mournful voice rang out in the tomb.

"Let go of my Wan'er!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting in a wheelchair, rushing towards them.

Even when faced with a room full of ghosts, she felt no fear whatsoever.

However, because she was walking too fast, her wheels got stuck on some stones on the ground, and she couldn't move her wheelchair, so she fell to the ground.

The ghosts looked at her as if she were a joke, and they all laughed wildly.

Those hidden in the shadows exchanged glances and immediately guessed each other's identities.

Princess Consort of King Wu – Lady Yang.

Despite the mocking laughter, Madam Yang forced herself to her feet and pointed at the faceless ghost: "You lied to me! You said you would protect my daughter and not let her suffer any harm!"

The two faceless ghosts chuckled silently and said in unison, "We didn't lie to you. Your daughter is well protected by us. No one can hurt her, and no one will in the future."

Madam Yang retorted angrily, "You're lying! You clearly want this evil spirit to possess my daughter's body, and I won't allow it!"

She wanted to step forward to stop them, but her leg injury made it difficult for her to even walk steadily. How could she possibly fight against a group of ghosts?

"Wan'er!"

She could only struggle to crawl towards her daughter...

Zhao Wan heard her mother's voice, but remained expressionless and unmoved.

Ignoring everything else, Yang crawled to her daughter's feet, clutching her dress tightly, and began to feel deep remorse.

"It's all your mother's fault! I shouldn't have listened to that evil spirit!"

At that moment, a voice responded to her: "Princess Consort Wu, when you killed me and my child, did you ever imagine this day would come?"

Startled, Yang turned around and saw a dark shadow floating in mid-air, staring at her fiercely.

"you…"

The figure in black said coldly, "My surname is Du."

Yang immediately learned of her identity.

But Madam Du asked her, "Why did you do that back then?"

Yang was speechless for a long time before finally replying, "At that time, I had no choice..."

"No choice?"

Du's voice suddenly became shrill. She rushed to Yang's side, and her hatred made her soul exude a thick black aura.

She questioned, "You had no choice, so you killed me and my child in such a cruel way?"

Yang met her gaze and said, trembling, "It wasn't me who wanted to kill you; I didn't know the inside story."

"You're lying!"

Madam Du glared at her fiercely: "I saw you with my own eyes. You were the one who had this faceless ghost bring me out of Zhenxia Courtyard and then throw me into this bottomless 'hell'!"

Yang was taken aback.

Clearly, she was unaware of it.

Then, the two faceless ghosts standing to the side suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

They still said in unison, "She really didn't know, because it was us who brought you out of Zhenxia Courtyard. What you saw was what you thought."

"You thought that Yang was trying to harm you and your child, which is why you saw her."

"But from beginning to end, all you've been thinking about is us."

The faceless ghost laughed smugly.

Du was stunned and speechless.

Madam Yang still clutched her daughter's clothes tightly, and said in a low voice, "Aunt Du, I never intended to kill you. Although the Prince dotes on you, and I harbor resentment, the child in your womb is, after all, connected to Wan'er by blood..."

"Stop pretending!"

Du became increasingly agitated, not only interrupting her but also shouting angrily, "I don't believe you're innocent! You vicious woman!"