The old Saint King died of illness, and the Moon Goddess descended. These two events happened simultaneously on an ordinary afternoon, making the afternoon anything but ordinary.
At that moment, Su Xiao was standing beside the old Saint King's coffin. Cries rang out beyond the ceremonial hall, while more than a dozen officials knelt inside. Any one of them would have been a major figure capable of making the Empire tremble with a stomp of his foot, yet now they were all crying so hard they could barely breathe.
Su Xiao kept staring at the old Saint King's corpse because he felt that this old fellow would never die just like that.
Suddenly, Su Xiao noticed the old Saint King's finger twitch.
With a whoosh, the old Saint King sat up inside the crystal coffin. He had come back from the dead!
"Woooah!"
Bubu Wang let out a terrified howl. It was most afraid of ghosts. When the old Saint King suddenly sat up, Bubu Wang leaned against Su Xiao, its hind legs trembling violently. Its expression seemed to say, Don't come over. Don't touch me. Help! If there had been a tree nearby, it would definitely have climbed faster than Benny.
The ceremonial hall suddenly fell deathly silent. The officials' mouths hung slightly open, their faces filled with astonishment. The financial officer even sniffed back his snot, all the fat on his body trembling.
At the same time, above the Moon God Monastery, the phantom of the Moon Goddess descended there and raised both arms. The believers below wore fanatical expressions, while the Moon Apostles' expressions barely changed.
Under the gazes of all the believers and the Empire's hundreds of thousands of commoners, the phantom of the Moon Goddess moved. More precisely, it began to drift.
At first, the