Synopsis: [Main story completed]
Originally, I saw that he was a small god with no worshippers, and felt pity for him. I just casually burned some incense for him, so that he wouldn't dis...
Chapter 65 065 The palace coup is over, it's over, this General Meng is probably...
Because the Ghost King Yan Lie doted on the princess, he specially bestowed the Fusang Palace, which was closest to him, upon her as her sleeping palace. Therefore, when a shrill scream came from the Ghost King's palace in the dead of night, A Meng was immediately awakened from her sleep.
"What's wrong?" A-Meng asked Yin-Ye, her heart pounding with anxiety.
Yinye shook her head uneasily, "I don't know, it must have been the sound coming from His Majesty's palace."
A-Meng put on her clothes and got up.
Yinye hurriedly asked, "What does Your Highness want to do?"
Ameng said, "I'm worried about my father, I'll go and check on him."
Yinye stopped her, saying, "Your Highness, now...now His Majesty treats you differently than before. Why don't you send a palace maid over to check on things first..."
“You’ve already said that my father doesn’t treat me the same way he used to. Even if I go myself, I’m not sure I’ll get away with it. If it were someone else, they might lose their life in the blink of an eye. Why drag innocent people into this?”
Princess was resolute, and the people of Fusang Palace naturally dared not stop her any longer.
Before even reaching the Ghost King's bedchamber, A-Meng had a bad feeling.
The air was thick with the stench of blood.
A Meng quickened her pace. When she reached the first palace gate, there should have been palace servants coming out to greet her and announce her arrival, but the silence was eerily quiet.
The palace gate was ajar. A-Meng went over and pushed it hard. There were two thuds, and the palace guards on both sides of the gate collapsed. They were all dead, their spirits about to dissipate.
Ameng gasped and instinctively took two steps back. But still worried about her father, she forced herself to keep going.
Crossing the second palace gate, one finds palace servants lying haphazardly on the ground, all bleeding from their seven orifices, their spirits about to dissipate, their deaths extremely gruesome.
The strongest smell of blood was coming from the direction of the study, but the door to the study was tightly closed.
"Father?"
Ah Meng tentatively called out softly.
She walked up the steps, her feet leaving dark stains, not water, but blood.
Under the moonlight, her pupils dilated, her face was as pale as paper, and she pushed open the palace door with trembling hands. The scene that she saw terrified her.
The indoor lights flickered, the floor was littered with the dying spirits of palace servants, and black smoke billowed into the sky, filled with deep resentment. Yet, the Ghost King Yan Lie was not in the palace.
A-Meng was so frightened that she almost ran away, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a faint glimpse of spiritual energy coming from a little palace maid who was sitting with her head tilted against a pillar.
This person still has a breath left!
Ah Meng flipped her wrist, made a hand seal, and channeled her spiritual energy into the little palace maid's body.
The young palace maid trembled violently and slightly opened her eyes.
"What happened?" A-Meng asked urgently, kneeling before the little palace maid.
The mere wisp of spiritual energy injected was not enough to save the little palace maid's life, and could only allow her to manage to say a few words.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty has gone mad. He killed us all, and now he wants to... to kill... the Ghost Queen..."
After saying this, the little palace maid, along with most of the palace servants in the hall, turned into black mist and disappeared.
Ah Meng's brain went numb, and her whole body felt as cold as ice. In the end, she could only remember the last four words spoken by the palace maid: "Go and kill the Ghost Queen."
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In the dead of night, General Guang Si's residence was heavily surrounded. Rumors spread rapidly throughout the Ghost Realm, saying that General Meng was dissatisfied with the Ghost King's support of Guang Si and suppression of him, and was about to launch a coup.
"General Meng's one-sided story is unbelievable! How can I believe you?" Upon hearing that General Meng was coming, Ghost Prime Minister rose in the dead of night, only to hear shocking news—
A spy from the Heavenly Court infiltrated the Ghost Realm, impersonating General Guang Si, and even used mind-altering magic on the Ghost King.
"Whether it is true or not, Ghost Minister and I will find out when we go into the palace to investigate."
Ghost Xiang, an old man who had seen his share of storms, was now drenched in cold sweat in fear before the silver-masked general.
If what General Meng said is true, then it's fine, but if it's not, then it's definitely treason!
Could it be that General Meng is really dissatisfied with His Majesty's reduction of his military power and wants to assassinate the emperor and usurp the throne, as rumored?
However, if he did not agree to enter the palace with General Meng, he might die on the spot.
General Meng coldly watched as the Ghost Minister struggled with his dilemma, finally losing patience.
He slapped the gaunt man's shoulder, making him shudder. "My lord, I'm sorry."
Not only the Ghost Minister, but also a group of civil officials, were invited by General Meng to accompany the army into the palace late at night.
The ghost guards stationed in the palace were taken aback when they saw that the person who came was General Meng, and that it was quite a grand procession. For a moment, they did not know how to react.
"A Heavenly spy has infiltrated the Ghost Realm and bewitched His Majesty. General Meng has led his troops to rescue you. Why don't you release them at once!"
General Meng enjoys extremely high prestige in the Ghost Realm. Everyone in the army takes him as a role model. Even as a ghost, he can become a great general with boundless glory. This legendary experience has inspired countless soldiers at the bottom of the ranks.
However, there were still many loyalists among the royal guards who refused to let them pass, insisting on waiting to inform the Ghost King and obtain his summons.
General Meng, who always cherished his soldiers, was now decisive to the point of being ruthless: "Anyone who dares to block my way, kill!"
Several ringleaders were killed, but General Meng didn't even blink and ordered his men to force open the palace gates.
The Prime Minister and several other civil officials exchanged furtive glances, thinking to themselves: "It's over, it's over. General Meng has probably really rebelled. What should we do? Should we go along with the new master or swear allegiance to the old one?"
General Meng led his men all the way to the Ghost King's main hall, at which point everyone noticed something was amiss.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the Ghost King's Palace was filled with resentment, with signs of numerous spirits disintegrating.
"What, what's going on..." Ghost Prime Minister was shocked and looked at General Meng without knowing what was wrong.
Without hesitation, General Meng led his troops into the Ghost King's study.
In the empty study, a chilling wind blew, leaving only the lingering spirits of the palace servants.
"Here...how come there are so many dead spirits here...Your Majesty, where is Your Majesty?" The civil officials had never seen such a scene before and were all at a loss.
General Meng, dressed in full armor, stood inside the hall and surveyed the scene.
He had been coming to this place almost every day recently, but had not noticed anything unusual. Now, standing in the hall, his gaze fell on the antique shelf next to the Ghost King's desk. With a wave of his hand, his subordinate ghost soldiers, who were well-trained, stepped forward and took down the various jewel-like celestial objects displayed on the shelf.
These were all spoils of war from the Heavenly Court captured by Guang Si, which he presented to Yan Lie, who was very pleased with them.
He should have suspected something was wrong with these things a long time ago.
General Meng ordered the most knowledgeable man in the army to examine the artifacts. After a moment, the man said, "General, these artifacts seem to be engraved with invisible celestial talismans, which we Ghost Realm people cannot detect."
Fortunately, he came prepared. He gave his deputy a wink, and the deputy immediately ordered someone to drag in a celestial prisoner.
The prisoner, having been imprisoned in the Ghost Realm for a long time and thoroughly subdued, dared not conceal anything after examining the artifact, replying, "It is indeed engraved with celestial runes, which seem to have the effect of arousing inner demons. Unfortunately, my level is too low to undo the effect..."
"Hey, I'm warning you, don't try anything funny. You're a Celestial Venerable-level deity, and you can't even dispel this little bit of talisman? You're kidding me!" The lieutenant waved his fist, about to step forward and beat someone up.
The prisoner from the Heavenly Realm immediately knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "This humble servant dares not deceive General Meng! This, this talisman... it looks like it was set up by a high-ranking official of the God-Emperor level or above, this humble servant truly has no way to deal with it!"
God-level!
There are only a handful of gods of the Heavenly Court at the level of a deity or higher. If the spy impersonating General Guang Si is truly of this caliber, wouldn't the Ghost Realm be in grave danger?
Now that they saw it for themselves, Ghost King Yan Lie had indeed been ambushed by spies from the Heavenly Realm. Ghost Minister and the others finally put aside their suspicions about General Meng and anxiously said, "General Meng, the most important thing right now is to find His Majesty!"
But General Meng did not respond.
At that moment, his gaze was drawn to something on the ground: a bloody footprint smaller than that of an adult woman, right next to a pillar near the palace gate.
General Meng's pupils trembled slightly. He teleported to the side of the footprints, bent down to examine them carefully for a moment, and his expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.
He followed the footprints, determined the direction, and ordered the group: "To the Ghost Queen's Palace!"