Suddenly, a soft laugh came from inside the black dragon sedan chair, deep and resonant, attracting everyone's attention.
A pair of slender, pale white hands lifted the sedan curtain, revealing a figure clad in a dark dragon robe, exuding unparalleled nobility, and wearing a dark dragon-patterned mask.
As soon as he appeared, all the ghosts bowed their heads and dared not disobey, and behind him followed a familiar spirit.
"Oh, Simazi."
Jiang Nuo said with a smile, "You two really are two souls."
"So what if you guessed right? You're still going to die anyway."
Simazi is more like the cautious yet insidious spirit outside, "It wasn't for nothing that I went to such lengths to lure you in!"
"My master wishes to see you; how dare you disobey!"
He dared not take a single step forward, remaining bent over behind the Ghost Prince the entire time.
"Snort."
The Ghost Prince scoffed coldly, raised his hand to remove his mask, and looked with great interest at the group of people who had struggled to stand up.
Jiang Nuo slowly Zhang Da, her gaze sweeping over the face of whoever she couldn't tell was a prince or an emperor, before turning to look at Si Yan.
"Si... Si Yan, is he... your ancestor?"
They look so alike!
It wasn't that the other ghosts were completely similar in disguise; they were at least seven-tenths alike. However, the Ghost Prince's features were more sinister and arrogant, the kind of aura that comes from countless killings. When he looked over coldly at this moment, it sent chills down one's spine.
Si Yan's face darkened, his cold gaze fixed on the ghost, and his voice grew even colder.
"Who are you."
For no apparent reason, the restless emotions in my heart grew stronger.
"Brother, after hundreds of years, I have finally awaited the reincarnation of your soul."
The Ghost Prince casually flicked his sleeve, and as he stepped forward, his words were enough to astonish everyone.
Simazi was also quite frightened, his horrified gaze frequently falling on Si Yan.
Jiang Nuo blinked blankly, then sorted out the relationships, "This is the tomb of a prince, he called you his elder brother..."
He exclaimed "Oh!" and gently shook the hand he was holding, his tone excited, " Si Yan, you really are an emperor!"
No wonder he was born with abundant Spiritual Power, and had a protective purple aura dormant in his sea of consciousness; he truly had the countenance of an emperor.
Although it explained his previous doubts, Jiang Nuo wouldn't be foolish enough to believe the ghost's words based on just a few words.
The same applies to the Si Yan.
The Ghost Prince had anticipated this outcome, so he wasn't annoyed. He flicked his sleeve and opened the sedan curtain, saying, "If Your Majesty wishes to know the truth, please come in and have a seat."
The sedan curtain was fully opened, revealing a private room inside, which also looked eerily gloomy.
"Young Master."
Shi Cheng, worried, called out to Si Yan, "Beware of a trap; evil spirits can change their appearance."
"I know."
Si Yan remained calm and indifferent as he led Jiang Nuo slowly forward, only to be stopped just as they were about to enter.
"Brother, I have invited only you."
The Ghost Prince's eerie gaze swept over Jiang Nuo, sticky like a venomous snake's tongue, "This beauty is quite interesting; she killed several of my vengeful ghosts."
Jiang Nuo squinted and chuckled, "Serves you right."
"You won't let me in? You still want to be alone in a room with Si Yan? Shameless!"
Si Yan gave a soft hum at the opportune moment.
Ghost Prince: "..."
His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, becoming increasingly sinister. As if he had thought of something, he stepped aside, letting the two of them enter.
After the sedan curtain closed, the kneeling ghosts and wandering spirits still dared not move an inch, but fortunately the oppressive aura dissipated, and Da Zhu and Old Sun, who had been forced to kneel, supported each other to stand up.
"Who would believe this... I actually saw the Prince!"
Da Zhu cursed under his breath. Everything that was happening was too shocking. It was good that he hadn't lost his mind yet.
" Simazi! You son of a bitch! You actually lured me here to die! Where are the other brothers? Where are you hiding?!"
Upon seeing Simazi's spirit, Da Zhu became enraged. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed over to attack, but before he could even get close, Simazi merely swung his arm slightly, and Da Zhu was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
"It wasn't me who lured them, it was my brother. Haven't you met him?"
Simazi smiled sinisterly, "Serving the Prince is a tradition passed down through generations in my family. How can you call it shameless?"
Shi Cheng shielded them, wielding twin swords, "Is the purpose merely a sacrifice?"
Simazi remained silent, his eyes fixed on his nose and his mind, standing motionless in meditation, as if frozen in place.
" Shi Cheng has been used to set traps."
Upon hearing Si Yan's Spiritual Power transmission, Shi Cheng glanced at the sedan curtain again, then led Song Zheng and the others away from the area, returning to the main gate.
Although Song Zheng was puzzled, he did as instructed; otherwise, it was hard to say whether he could get out safely.
Inside the sedan curtain at this moment.
Si Yan and Jiang Nuo sat on the left, still holding hands, not separating even for a moment.
"Brother..."
The Ghost Prince sat opposite them, and when he saw Si Yan's face, his complex and resentful gaze was almost impossible to hide.
"I have finally waited for your return."
Si Yan: "Stop talking nonsense. What are you trying to do?"
He didn't want to waste time delving into his past and present lives; even if there were many entanglements from his past life, they had long since been eliminated through reincarnation.
"How cruel... They won't even let me speak?"
The Ghost Prince sighed with sorrow, his slender white fingers touching his forehead, his eyes overflowing with hatred and lust. "But I still have so much to say to my elder brother."
"I've waited for you for hundreds of years, it's been such a painful wait."
"But without my brother's arrival, my plans cannot continue, which is truly distressing."
Si Yan: "What plan?"
"Of course it's the plan to restore the kingdom. Isn't Your Majesty looking forward to it?"
The Ghost Prince laughed maniacally.
"Puff..."
Jiang Nuo couldn't help but burst out laughing, completely spoiling the mood. "The restoration plan has been going on for centuries. You've been dreaming for quite a while now."
The Ghost Prince's face suddenly turned cold. "Even a thousand years from now, no one can stop me from accomplishing what I set out to do."
"And my elder brother... is an indispensable part of this plan."
The Ghost Prince slowly rose and walked to Si Yan. "Brother, you said you owed me the deepest debt, so how could you return now... so heartless?"
His gaze was sticky and damp, fixed on Si Yan's phoenix eyes, the very feature most similar to his own.
Si Yan felt a chill run down her spine from that gaze and turned to lean on Jiang Nuo's shoulder. " Nuonuo, he's scary."
Jiang Nuo patted Si Yan on the back to calm her down.
"You, stay away. Even if you're good-looking, you can't scare people!"
The Ghost Prince's smile froze; he couldn't believe that his once heartless and cold-hearted elder brother had become like this.
No... he shouldn't be like this.
"Yes, you haven't regained your memory yet..."
The Ghost Prince then suddenly remembered that he hadn't returned the Memory Soul Stone yet.
"Brother, I will help you regain your memories."
The Ghost Prince chuckled eerily, his figure beginning to vanish. "You will remember everything."
Sensing the change in the surrounding scenery and the imminent entry into the Ghost King Illusory Realm, Jiang Nuo suddenly hugged Si Yan tightly, pressing them close together.