"The Crown Prince is about to awaken!"
"Your Highness!"
Several of the great rotting corpses were so excited that chunks of putrefied flesh began to fall off their faces, inducing disgust in anyone who saw them.
Shi Hao was also appalled. Could it be too late already?
Boom! Just at that moment, the altar suddenly split open in the middle, revealing an exquisitely crafted dental bed, upon which lay a man dressed in a yellow brocade robe.
Is this supposed to be the Crown Prince?
Oddly, he appeared to be merely asleep, with no signs of decay on his body.
Whoosh, the man suddenly opened his eyes, revealing complete darkness within—no pupils, no whites, just an unfathomable blackness.
"We pay our respects to Your Highness!" Immediately, the seven great rotting corpses knelt down, their excitement and fervor still palpable despite their faces being torn and tattered.
The Crown Prince suddenly sat bolt upright, not even using his arms for support, sitting up abruptly.
