I was thrown away at the beginning, and I will build a grave for you after I come back to life.

Jin Yue looked at the changes in Gui Shuai and was secretly shocked. She wondered how many good deeds he had done in his life to have such great merits.

At this time, all the descendants of Gui Shuai came to them, all knelt on the ground, and cried.

"Old Ancestor, it really is you! I am an unfilial descendant. I haven't found your remains for eight hundred years. I can only build a tomb for you and offer sacrifices day and night. Please punish me, Old Ancestor."

"Please punish me, ancestor..."

The old monk knelt in front of them, tears streaming down his face. The other family members also knelt in front of them. They were unfilial and couldn't even find the remains of their ancestor.

At this time, a golden light floated out from the Ghost King's body, and he helped everyone up.

"I don't blame you for not being able to find my body. Our bodies are all under restrictions, and even the power of our bloodline cannot find them."

Gui Shuai sighed and waved his hand. A skeleton floated out of the valley and landed in front of everyone.

He is about to pass away, and his bones need to be buried by future generations.

"This is my body. Take it back and bury it with your family."

Everyone looked at the white bones in front of them, shock on their faces. It turned out that the remains of their ancestors were in the Golden City, right under their noses.

The old monk gently stroked the bones with trembling hands. After searching for eight hundred years, he finally found the remains of his ancestor.

"Ancestor, don't worry, we will bury your remains properly and let you rest in peace among the family." The monk's voice was choked with tears in his eyes.

Everyone in the family stood up and carefully lifted the bones. They wanted to send their ancestor home.

Lin Molin looked at what Ghost Commander was doing. Could it be that the valley contained the corpses of tens of thousands of ghost generals and ghost soldiers from outside the city?

That's why they were so desperate, trying to break into the Golden City even if it meant their souls would be shattered...

Gui Shuai watched his descendants return. He quickly came to Jin Yue and said, "Young friend, could you please let the ghost generals and ghost soldiers in to claim my remains? Most of them are ancestors of Golden City, so their descendants can take the remains back for burial."

Jin Yue recovered from her shock and looked at Gui Shuai in disbelief. The ghosts she had been taught to defend against were actually her own citizens...

Her eyes were full of apology and she nodded to Gui Shuai.

Then, he hovered in mid-air while flying on his sword. Using the powerful power of his Golden Core, he spoke in mid-air, "Everyone in the city, listen up! The ghost generals and ghost soldiers outside the city are our ancestors who protected us. They sacrificed their lives to protect our homeland during the war between gods and demons. They are our heroes."

Today, the Lord of Golden City, Jin Yue, has issued an order for all citizens to quickly take out black cloth from their homes and cover the gold on the city gates and walls. "Use the black cloth to pave a path for our ancestors to the afterlife, escorting them from outside the city to the valley."

After Jin Yue finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was really unfilial to have been fighting with his ancestors for hundreds of years.

She couldn't imagine that her family was worshipping a former hero while at the same time fighting against Gui Shuai and the others.

She couldn't imagine that if the fight continued, and the light of merit protecting them would disappear, she would really be "filial" to her ancestors and die.

The merits and virtues they possess should be the power of faith generated by the worship of the city’s citizens when they fell.

But they lost their memory and couldn't remember it. By the time they remembered it, decades had passed and their souls had drifted away.

When they came back, because they could not speak, the citizens thought they were "evil" wandering around the world, so they built a golden city to resist the ghosts.

But they didn't expect that the thing that frightened them was actually the person they had been thinking about day and night.

Her eyes were full of tears, her voice was hoarse, and she turned to Gui Shuai and blamed herself, "I'm sorry..."

Gui Shuai waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine.

Jin Yue quickly wiped away her falling tears and looked at Gui Shuai hopefully, "Gui Shuai, I wonder if my ancestors are also at the city gate?"

Gui Shuai's mouth twitched. Oh no, he knew she would ask this.

But you can't say that her ancestor was the previous ghost handsome, who was killed by her parents' "filial piety"...

When Jin Yue saw Gui Shuai's expression, her guess became more confirmed.

Since the ghosts were from Golden City, their leader must be the city lord, her ancestor. But she couldn't believe that her ancestor was really "killed by filial piety" by her parents...

She burst into tears, for her parents and even more for her ancestors. A hero's fate shouldn't be to be torn apart. She was being unfilial...

Lin Molin quickly walked over and patted her shoulder to comfort her, his face solemn.

The citizens of the city were shocked when they heard the words of the city lord.

Together with the family who had brought back the remains of their ancestor, they cried and hurried home to find the black cloth.

They want to take their ancestors home...

Jin Yu on the city gate looked at the tens of thousands of ancestors outside the city gate. No matter how mean he was, he couldn't say anything inappropriate at this time.

She cried uncontrollably on the city gate, and her hand wiping her tears fell on the broken sword, which began to vibrate slightly as if breathing.

It was just that Jin Yu was crying so hard that he didn't notice the change.

On the city gates and walls, pieces of black cloth began to cover up the gold.

The city gate opened and the grieving citizens walked out of the city, holding black cloths.

When the ghost generals and soldiers saw their descendants coming out, they were in an uproar.

They each floated in front of their descendants, unable to express themselves in words.

"Grandfather, we'll take you home!"

Someone shouted, and everyone started to move, spreading the black cloth in their hands on the ground, reaching all the way to the valley.

Amidst the excitement, surprise, sadness and grief in the eyes of the crowd, the ghost generals and their soldiers set out on their journey home.

Along the way, the cries of the citizens were mixed with the sobbing of ghosts as they escorted their ancestors home.

Jin Yu walked in front of the ghosts. As the son of the city lord, at this moment, he finally understood the burden on his shoulders and the responsibility he had to bear.

Lin Molin watched as the ghosts moved towards the valley in a black mass. The shocking scene made people secretly frightened.

But no citizens left the group, because these ghosts were their relatives and their heroes.

Jin Yu walked to the valley and looked sadly at his sister who was crying uncontrollably.

This was the first time he saw his sister cry so sadly, even though his parents died in the war and their souls were scattered.

Her sister also managed to shoulder the responsibility of the entire city and protect the entire Golden City.

It's him, he's so ignorant...

His sister was only ten years older than him, yet she shouldered too many burdens and responsibilities that were not appropriate for someone her age...

He seemed to have grown up that night.

The ghosts walked to the valley and saw the transformed Ghost Commander. They were so excited that they started to make a commotion.

Their commander Wang succeeded and successfully fought for a way to rebirth for them.