At the palace gates, each time there's a pick-up or drop-off, those who can't be looked at directly actually walk out on their own in line.

This means they can actually move by themselves.

As Tan Wenbin explained to him, most of the eunuchs and maidservants here don't realize they're already dead, only those great eunuchs and old matrons know they are deceased.

Yet, even so, not even Tan Wenbin's godfather could ponder the question of "what year is it now".

Therefore, the reason they still need corpse drivers to transport them, keeping their feet off the ground, is not because they really can't touch the ground, but because their existence as the undead has its limitations.

Since they can't be transported to the Array right now, they can only let them...

Li Zhiyuan: "Brother Runsheng, let me down."

"Okay." Run Sheng bent down, and the young boy slid off him.

"Brother Runsheng, you go to the Banquet Hall, bring that statue here, quickly."

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Everyone went except Yin Meng, including Xiong Shan and Lihua. Even though the couple didn't know the reason, at least they had something to do again.

Yin Meng took out a tissue to help Li Zhiyuan wipe the blood continuing to flow from the corner of his eye.

The statue wasn't actually heavy. Run Sheng could embrace it alone, so with everyone together, it was even quicker.

Soon, Qin Kan's statue was brought over.

Jie Shun'an mocked, "What, have you started learning from me, setting up dead people's placards now? Haha, I tell you, spare yourself the effort, it's useless, just give up!"

Li Zhiyuan pointed his hand forward, "Move it to the palace gate."

"We'll do it, let us do it!"

Xiong Shan and Lihua, eyes shut tight, moved the statue to the palace gate.

"You all come out now." Li Zhiyuan said while walking inside.

Xiong Shan and Lihua walked out with eyes still closed.

As they got closer to the palace, more cracks could be seen. Nearing the palace entrance, they could actually see the unseeables standing neatly inside, though all turned sideways to the door, thus sideways to themselves.

Li Zhiyuan arrived here, his eyes now blood-red, almost blind, thus no longer needing to worry about whether he could see.

The boy stood in front of the statue, facing the palace entrance.

Several times he tried to open his mouth, but pressed his lips together again to stop himself.

Cold sweat streamed continuously down his forehead, his breathing growing more rapid.

He was in pain.

Just like when Alii left home and saw crowds as if seeing ghosts, the boy was fine performing, but when using real emotion without performing in front of most people except for a few designated, he suffered unbearably.

Especially, facing so many people at once this time, although they were all dead, they still retained some self-awareness, strictly speaking, could be considered "alive".

Li Zhiyuan's body trembled as he slowly squatted, hands on the ground.

Sweat mixed with the blood from his eyes, constantly dripping to the floor.

Those outside watched him, but no one dared to step forward. Aside from the still barking Jie Shun'an, no one even dared to make a sound.

Xiong Shan and Lihua prayed for a miracle, for the blessing of rivers.

Tan Wenbin, Run Sheng, and the others didn't believe in miracles, but they knew when Brother Xiao Yuan stepped there, the matter would surely be resolved. They worried about Brother Xiao Yuan's body, whether he could endure it.

"Hiss... hiss... ah..."

Images flickered in Li Zhiyuan's mind, from his initiation ceremony, him holding hands with Alii, receiving pocket money from Grandmaster, to himself in Alii's dream, looking at the densely cracked placards upon the altar.

Finally, it froze at the peach tree where it once whispered to him:

"Be careful, the Heavenly Dao might peel off this human skin of yours itself."

Li Zhiyuan reached out and touched his face.

No one else has the right to peel off my human skin.

Some things are simply one's responsibility; he could not escape them under any circumstances.

The young boy struggled to stand again, taking his place once more before the statue, facing into the palace.

Li Zhiyuan straightened his chest, though slowly and with stuttering pauses, he earnestly performed the Qin family ritual bow to all the unseeables in the palace, those ancestors from the Old Heavenly Gate who died to suppress the General!

Even during his initiation ceremony, Li Zhiyuan couldn't have imagined that this ritual would one day become so heavy.

But, as the ritual progressed, the boy's movements became smoother, and his aura gradually rose, burgeoning forth.

Together with the statue behind him, it seemed to gently shake, taking on a soft crimson glow at this moment.

Within the palace, those who were initially turned sideways to the boy slowly turned, facing him.

The coffin lid in the huge pit at the palace's center exploded open.

The Corpse-Driving Daoist stood again, with no one controlling him.

At this moment, green light flickered in his eyes, as two souls in one body simultaneously recalled that same person from their past.

The ritual concluded.

Li Zhiyuan raised his head, his blind eyes filled with solemnity.

The boy's voice rang out, falling at the palace entrance, echoing throughout the entire palace.

"The sole heir of the Dragon King Qin family, Li Zhiyuan.

Shamelessly and boldly,

ask all of you,

for the Righteous Path, for all living beings,

on this day,

to once more die!"

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