Chapter 1189
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A long time ago, in this region known as Lanling, there was a Lanling Ancient Country.
The eldest princess of the Lanling Ancient Country was the most beautiful girl in the country and was also blessed by the Sorcerer God.
Her eyes were as clear as the dew of early spring and her smile was even more mesmerizing than the most beautiful flower in the country.
People said that the eldest princess was the pearl that the Sorcerer God gave to the Lanling Ancient Country.
She grew up without any worries and thought that she could live a carefree life.
But war came.
In that era, there were many wars between the small countries. To fight for treasures, slaves, beauties, land …
Any item was enough to be a reason to start a war.
The neighboring Jie Country started a war against the Lanling Country.
Moreover, the Lanling Country was on the decline.
The generals of the Lanling Country died on the battlefield and the people of the Lanling Country faced the danger of being massacred.
The eldest princess's father even wrote a will. Once the imperial city was broken, as the king, there was only one ending for him. If he didn't want to live in humiliation, he could only choose to die.
Before that, he had arranged for his confidant to escort his beloved daughter out.
But the eldest princess didn't accept such an arrangement.
When no one had time to care about her, she ran to the priest palace of the Lanling Country.
There were a few witches praying quietly in the palace.
This was the only quiet place in the Lanling Country.
The eldest princess walked into the main hall as usual. As a witch favored by the Sorcerer God, she was supposed to become the great witch of the Lanling Country and represent the Sorcerer God to protect the country.
"Everyone, are you willing to protect the Lanling Country with me for the last time?"
No one rejected. Under such a situation, personal benefits were so insignificant.
The eldest princess and the witches used themselves as a sacrifice to awaken the power of the Sorcerer God.
The Jie Country soldiers who were attacking the Lanling Imperial City were attacked by an invisible attack. In the eyes of the Lanling Country soldiers, they were like sand dunes that were blown by a strong wind and instantly turned to dust.
The crisis of the Lanling Country ended.
The price was the lives of the eldest princess and her witches. Their souls were trapped and could never be reincarnated.
The people of the Lanling Country remembered the kindness of the eldest princess and the witches. They all set up memorial tablets in their homes to worship them.
The faith from the people of the country nourished the soul that should have dissipated between heaven and earth.
Several thousand years had passed, and the Lanling Ancient Kingdom had long been destroyed by the wind and sand. It had become a kingdom that only existed in legends.
As for the eldest princess who had sacrificed herself for the sake of the country's resources, no one knew about her anymore.
Until one day, the female ghost in red with clear and calm eyes opened her eyes underground.
After being muddle-headed for thousands of years, she had long forgotten everything.
The only thing that was clear in her mind was Lan Ling. It was something that she was willing to sacrifice her life to protect.
Thus, a female ghost named Lan Ling appeared on this piece of land.
A few years later, the Yin and Yang Realms were unified, and the name of Ghost King Lan Ling spread.
This powerful Ghost King had always been obsessed with the memories of her previous life, because she always felt that they must be very important.
It wasn't until the 69 Heavenly Tribulations and the Divine Court summoned her that she finally saw her past and present lives in the Three World Mirror of the Divine Court.
"So, my name is …"
"Yanyang."
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