All Chapters of The Risen Ghost: Master of the Chaotic Origin : Chapter 71
- Chapter 74
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Chapter 71 (what the night carries) Chen’s POV
The heavy iron gates of the inner palace groaned shut, a sound like a guillotine blade finding its mark. The "Prince" was gone, tucked away behind gold-leafed stone, but the phantom weight of his gaze remained. It sat on my skin, cold and oily, a predatory mark that refused to be washed away by the evening mist.The cheers didn’t die immediately.They lingered—rolling through the capital like thunder that refused to fade. But beneath it, something else began to surface."Did you see his eyes at the end?" Yan Hu’s voice was barely a breath. He didn't look at me, his focus shifting through the thinning crowd like a soldier checking for an ambush. "He didn't just see us, Chen. He didn't even recognize you, he would have attacked you head-on, or did he? Is this another game?”"He recognized a meal, not me. His eyes are abstract" I said, my voice flat.As we moved through the darkening streets, the atmosphere curdled. In the shadows of the tea houses, the whispers had changed."Third one
Chapter 72 (A part of the system) Chen’s POV
Even after the corpse crumbled into gray dust, even after the last trace of movement vanished, the forest remained… still.The silence of the Forbidden Forest wasn’t peaceful; it was predatory.I crouched again, this time slower, my gaze narrowing on the body that hadn’t yet disintegrated. The black veins—jagged, root-like—spread across the chest in unnatural convergence.“Look here,” I murmured.Yan Hu stepped closer despite himself. Wei didn’t move—his body was rigid. I brushed aside the torn fabric at the corpse’s chest and there. At the exact point where the black veins converged— A symbol.My eyes sharpened.It wasn’t carved. It was embedded.A spiritual imprint, etched beneath the skin like a command branded into the soul.My stomach turned cold.“It’s the same pattern…” Yan Hu muttered.I nodded slowly.“The reverse talismans at the imperial gate.” I grabbed the corpse’s wrist and turned the palm upward.Yan Hu inhaled sharply.“Another rune.”But identical to the marks burne
Chapter 73 (The heart beneath the throne) Chen’s POV
We didn’t move immediately.The forest boundary lay behind us, silent now—as if what we had just encountered had never existed. Ahead, the Imperial Capital lay beneath the bruised purple of a pre-dawn sky. It looked peaceful—a sprawling jewel of architecture and power. But to my eyes, the city was no longer a home for the living. It was a feeding trough.No one spoke.Not because there was nothing to say… but because the decision had already been made.Long Wei was the first to break the silence.“It’s getting louder,” he whispered.His voice wasn’t afraid.It was strained.Like a man trying to listen to something too vast for his mind to contain.Yan Hu frowned. “From the forest?”Wei shook his head slowly, eyes unfocused. “No… from the palace. Whatever is inside… it’s waking up faster.”Yan Hu exhaled sharply and turned to me. “Then we wait. Regroup. If this thing is accelerating, rushing in blind—”“A Sovereign does not wait for rot to spread, Yan Hu," I said, my voice like the sn
Chapter 74 (The first cut) Chen’s POV
That was my final say— breaking the system. The massive heart at the center pulsed steadily, each beat dragging another wave of Qi through the veins carved into the earth.Yan Hu’s hand was white-knuckled on the hilt of his blade. Long Wei was trembling, his hands pressed so hard against his temples I thought he might bruise his own skin.“Chen,” Yan Hu rasped, his voice cutting through the humid air. “Say the word. We cut this thing out of the earth right now.” His voice echoed once.Then again—delayed.Like the chamber itself was listening.I didn’t answer.Instead, I stepped forward, slowly. Deliberately.Up close, it looked less like an energy core… and more like woven veins. Almost -transparent. Pulsing faintly. Carrying strands of Qi upward toward the throne room.Thin, silver gray streams of life force trickled down from the city in constant motion. While the core spun the raw energy, stripping away humanity and leaving only the cold, high-density power of the abyss. And hid