The moment the coffin was pulled open, Ye Wuque immediately tensed up his body and moved a little further away, extremely cautiously.
joke!
This is the coffin of the ten evil spirits!
Buried inside is a supreme being who participated in creation and was invincible in all directions.
Wouldn't it leave behind terrible consequences before it dies?
To be honest, if it wasn't Brother Xiaosha who opened the coffin, Ye Wuque would have run away as far as he could.
However!
The horrific scene in the imagination did not appear. In the corner where the white coffin was opened, nothing appeared except for the billowing dust.
Brother Xiaosa stood in the void. Looking down at that corner, he felt that it was so deep inside that he couldn't see anything.
But Brother Xiaosha did not hesitate, but continued to grit his teeth, the mysterious power surged, and his little hands continued to exert force!
The colorful silk threads were stretched straight.
Boom!
As the terrifying power was released, the coffin lid was completely opened and slid down diagonally!
Everything inside the coffin seemed to see the light again.
Lao Ning's body was already trembling extremely, his expression was full of sorrow and despair, and he even didn't dare to look at it.
Brother Xiaosha, who was standing in the void, also closed his bright little eyes and seemed to be in the same unconcealable sadness.
Both seemed frozen in place.
None of them seemed willing to face Di Xiangsi's corpse.
So sad!
too painful!
Only here, Ye Wuque, after seeing the fully opened coffin, there were no strange changes or terrifying visions from beginning to end, and seeing the reactions of Brother Xiaosha and Lao Nerv, he finally took a step forward and got closer again.
Pure white coffin.
The moment he cast his gaze into the interior of the coffin, his pupils suddenly shrank!!
Empty!
There is nothing at the bottom of the coffin!
This seems to be an empty coffin!
There was no body of Emperor Xiangsi at all.
Ye Wuque's heart suddenly exploded with boiling thoughts.
Could it be...
"This is an empty coffin, the emperor is still missing!!"
"Is it still alive??"
In the dead silence of the 33rd floor, Ye Wuque's trembling voice suddenly resounded!
Swish!
Almost instantly, Brother Xiaosha and Lao Ning felt as if they were struck by lightning, their bodies trembled, and they suddenly opened their eyes!
"What!"
Brother Xiaosha’s bright little eyes widened and he immediately looked down.
The old nerve pounced on me all of a sudden!
Three figures!
All six pairs of eyes were looking straight into the coffin.
It was really deserted there.
There is only the dust that has spread all over, and nothing else.
Countless ideas have popped up in Ye Wuque's mind!
But the next moment.
But he saw a hint of sadness on Brother Xiaosha's face again.
And the old nerve here has become lost again.
This made Ye Wuque stunned!
I saw that Brother Xiaosha fell directly into the coffin. It could easily do this with a body of only one foot in size.
"well……"
With a sigh, Brother Xiaosha stretched out a small hand, but gently placed it on the dust at the bottom of the coffin, and then gently... touched it!
The dust dissipated instantly.
Buzz!
A faint light shone out, extremely dim, but it still slightly illuminated the entire interior of the coffin.
Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed!
He saw a dim crack appearing on the bottom of the coffin following Brother Xiaosha's touch.
The crack is more beautiful and two feet long.
The faint light emanated from the cracks, revealing the dead silence and tranquility.
The old nerve on the side was bursting into tears at this moment!
Ye Wuque looked confused.
"This is... the world in the coffin!"
Brother Xiaosha’s voice became a little hoarse.
"Only at the last moment before completely transforming into the Tao, will the emperor's longing be condensed."
"This coffin is only the outermost layer."
"To deceive others."
"In fact, the empty coffin is already filled with the last terrifying power of Emperor Xiangsi."
"If anyone with evil intentions breaks into this place and wants to forcefully open the coffin and desecrate it, they will be killed instantly!"
"But the power left by Emperor Xiangsi recognized my power and knew that the person who came was...an old friend..."
Brother Xiaosha’s hoarse voice brought a sense of deep loneliness and sadness.
It seems, until this moment.
Finally completely... heartbroken!
"It's really gone..."
There seemed to be a flash of sparkling meaning in Brother Xiaosa's sparkling little eyes.
In the end, he took the lead and jumped down towards the crack leading to the inner world of the coffin.
Old nerves follow.
Ye Wuque also followed.
At the moment when he jumped into the gap, Ye Wuque felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, as if he was traveling through time and space. The years were decaying and disappearing, and he would be wiped out at any time. Fortunately, he had the power of Brother Xiaosha to protect him and could keep him safe.
When Ye Wuque stepped firmly on his feet, he found that what appeared in front of him was a small square!
It’s almost exactly the same as the white square outside!
It has shrunk several times, and a faint mist is billowing in the edge area.
However, it is not pure white, but has a kind of gloom and death.
Presenting a sadness that is completely gone.
This is the place where Emperor Xiangsi truly fell and was buried.
Brother Xiaosha had already walked towards the front of this small square, with a slight stagger in his steps.
But my old nerves were already shaky, and tears would fly with every step I took.
Ye Wuque also felt an overwhelming sense of sadness and mourning.
But when he raised his eyes and saw clearly the small square in front of him, his pupils suddenly condensed again!
End of sight.
There is a high platform.
Surrounding the adjacent high platform, there are countless statues of all living beings kneeling and worshiping.
This high platform is so dark that it makes one's scalp numb just by looking at it.
It seemed to be filled with the light of death.
It tells the story of a sad death.
And on the top of the high platform.
It was completely charred, nothing could be seen clearly, and there seemed to be a faint black smoke floating around.
"This, this is..."
"Contents of the eighth mural!!"
Ye Wuque's heart roared!
What a familiar scene?
When he entered the Tomb of Yongye Heaven, he unexpectedly encountered the reflection of the long river of time and space of Emperor Xiangsi's transformation vision, and encountered the great hall inside.
In the main hall, there are nine murals.
He had already shown Brother Xiaosha the contents of these nine murals.
The first one painted is Brother Xiaosa.
Sitting in the cross-legged position high in the sky, with a majestic appearance, accepting the kneeling worship of all living beings!
And the eighth picture!
It's obviously the same high heaven and the same people kneeling down to worship, but the auras are completely opposite.
If we talk about the first mural, the handsome brother in the painting represents life.
Then the eighth mural represents...death!
However, on the high platform in the eighth mural, there is a light group shrouded in faint light.
A blur.
The light group seems to be the only bright light in the mural.
Inside, life and death are intertwined, barely maintaining its brilliance, but inside, it is like a candle in the wind. Although it is tenacious, it seems that it cannot hold on for long!
Ye Wuque had a profound memory of the content of this eighth mural!
He never figured it out.
At this moment!
He finally realized it!
"The eighth mural is painted here! What is painted is Emperor Acacia!"
"The complete life light group on the dark high platform where all the sentient beings are worshiping and chanting, absorbing the power of faith, is the final struggle of Emperor Xiangsi!!
From the beginning.
Emperor Xiangsi actually appeared in the eighth mural and was recorded!
However, Ye Wuque didn't know it at all.
The high platform where Shen Nanzhi sat cross-legged before was modeled after the content of the eighth mural.
But now!
Here in front of us, the dark high platform is still there, but the light group on it has been completely replaced by withered scorch, and only black smoke is floating faintly.
This proved that Emperor Xiangsi could not hold on after all, and as the old nerve said, he had already fallen.