Three people stood motionless like stone sculptures in front of the mummified corpse dressed in the ruler's garments.
How could it be the ruler? Wasn't he in the grand hall where the Yin Energy gathered? If that one is the ruler, then who is this? And if this one is the actual ruler, then who is that one?
Yue Lingyin trembled uncontrollably and couldn't help but grasp Lu Mingshu's arm.
"That one isn't the ruler, right?"
Lu Mingshu dully said, "That one can only be the ruler. With such complete memories, who else could it be but the ruler?"
"But how can there be two rulers in this world?"
"Yes, how can there be two rulers?" Lu Mingshu repeated in a murmur, releasing mystic light from her hands to push away the surrounding dark fog.
She examined the mummified corpse inch by inch, without missing a single detail. It truly belonged to the ruler, and the ornaments on the body aligned perfectly with the details of a royal burial.
