Sitting cross-legged quietly, it seemed very quiet, but soon Ye Wuque frowned slightly.
This is because this tall man is actually covered with a gray ancient cloak, hiding his true face.
There is only one pair of eyes.
Revealed from within the cloak.
Peaceful and quiet.
Apart from that, nothing can be seen.
The true face of this figure cannot be seen at all.
But the next moment!
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly focused.
He felt an...edge!
The ultimate edge!
Emitting from this gray cloaked figure!
All over the body!
It seems like every place and every pore is gushing!
Would rather break than bend!
Keep moving forward!!
Even sitting there, even when resting, it seems to be a sword.
"Sword Intent!"
Ye Wuque's heart was shaken, and he even felt a hint of dazzling feeling.
This mural is lifelike.
All the spirit and spirit of the creatures in the mural are perfectly painted!
This was a terrifying sword intent that Ye Wuque had almost never seen before.
Definitely!
never look back!
The sword intent that burns everything!
"This kind of sword intent is so terrifying and extreme! It's countless times more terrifying than the 'sword that goes awry'."
"This creature must be a peerless and extremely crazy swordsman!"
"The sword madman is beyond description!"
There was a hint of shock in Ye Wuque's eyes.
He couldn't help but think of Lao Feng.
There is no doubt that Lao Feng's sword spirit is brilliant and invincible, and he is equally unstoppable.
However, even Lao Feng cannot and will not possess such extreme and crazy sword intent.
"Pure, extreme, crazy, paranoid..."
Regarding such sword intent, Ye Wuque gave his own evaluation.
If we say that Lao Feng is following the path of kendo that is upright, glorious and magnificent.
Then the sword cultivator in the mural is a deviant swordsman, walking on a kind of dead end in swordsmanship that is not even a thorny path!
Dead end!
Ye Wuque thought of this word and felt it was extremely appropriate.
Then, his mind suddenly shook, and he seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the peerless sword madman in the mural again, and his eyes became extremely bright!
"This creature has chosen an unprecedented path in the way of swordsmanship!"
"His own path!"
"He's blazing a trail!"
"He's creating his own... kendo!!"
Ye Wuque's heart was stirred up and it was difficult to calm down.
His eyes fell on the madman with a peerless sword in the mural, and he felt a sense of wonder in his heart.
Make a way forward!
Create the way of the sword!
How difficult and crazy is this?
Therefore, every step this madman with the peerless sword takes in the way of swordsmanship will feel like a dead end.
Because it’s so difficult to create something from nothing!
"Don't follow the path of predecessors, don't follow any known swordsmanship, every step is creating."
"If you are not careful, your body will die, your sword will disappear..."
"Even those supreme masters of swordsmanship and invincible swordsmen who have reached the top of the swordsmanship cannot even imagine this."
"Such a paranoid and crazy creature is either a monster or a madman."
For a moment, Ye Wuque was extremely curious about this sword cultivator. Soon, he seemed to have thought of something and smiled faintly.
"It's a pity that Lao Feng is not here. Otherwise, if Lao Feng saw this madman with a peerless sword, he would probably be extremely motivated to fight..."
Immediately, Ye Wuque calmed himself down.
This third figure, whose true face cannot be seen, can only be judged to be a peerless sword cultivator!
In the third mural, three figures can be seen.
Chic brother.
Miaomiao Fairy.
The peerless sword madman.
Ye Wuque glanced around again, and finally focused on Fairy Miaomiao.
Fairy Miaomiao in her girlhood...
etc!
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly and he saw Fairy Miaomiao's movements again.
"She's toasting!"
"Toasting to the campfire!"
"No, she was not worshiping the bonfire, but the other side of the bonfire!"
"This shows that on the other side of the bonfire, there are...other creatures!"
"On this third mural, there were more than three figures originally painted."
"But because most of it has been mottled and peeled off, the only ones that can be seen clearly now are Brother Xiaosha, Fairy Miaomiao, and Madman Peerless Sword."
After clarifying this point, Ye Wuque felt a little regretful.
Apart from Brother Xiaosha and the other three, who else is recorded in this third mural?
But immediately, Ye Wuque no longer regretted it.
"If nothing else, Brother Xiaosha is now in the Yongyetian Tomb. As long as we can see him again, as one of the parties involved, he should know..."
With this in mind, Ye Wuque continued to move towards the middle position.
Starting from the fourth mural, it is no longer the left wall of the hall, but the middle wall.
But when Ye Wuque walked to the middle and saw the fourth mural, he was slightly stunned.
The fourth mural has completely peeled off and is all mottled. Only an outline is left, and nothing can be distinguished.
Ye Wuque continued walking towards the fifth mural.
When he saw the fifth mural clearly, Ye Wuque's eyes instantly became cold and captivating!
About 70% to 80% of the fifth mural is still there.
On it, the first thing he saw was a brilliant bird.
The whole body is golden.
The big wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun!
The horse is extraordinary and powerful!
This is a...gold-winged roc!!
"Huntian."
The moment he saw the golden-winged roc, Ye Wuque recognized that this golden-winged roc was the extreme creature that he had fought with...Huntian!
And in the distance behind the golden-winged roc, there were endless black tombs painted on them. They stood there, but they made Ye Wuque feel even more familiar.
"These black tombs are exactly where I came from before!"
Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly.
And in the other direction, behind Hun Tian, which is also the highest and most profound place of this fifth mural, there seems to be huge phantoms painted on it, like vast, illusory and terrifying... realms.
?
It can't be seen clearly, but it exudes an extreme coldness, deathly silence, and the aura of death that has wiped out eternal time and space.
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly flickered, as if he understood something.
"It seems like it can't be wrong..."
"That Huntian once entered the Tomb of Yongye Heaven..."
"And the highest and farthest layers of realms in the mural are the layers of the Evernight Tomb?"
Thinking of this, Ye Wuque suddenly felt excited.
This is equivalent to giving him a hint!
"Maybe the 33rd floor of the Tomb of Eternal Night that I want to go to is in this realm?"
But this speculation still needs to be confirmed.
In the fifth mural, Huntian reveals his true form and flies across the nine heavens, while under him, countless corpses are dumped on the earth!
The sky is stained with blood.
Spread the world!
The corpses have different shapes. Even though they are dead, they still exude a powerful aura.
"A creature killed by Huntian?"
Ye Wuque's eyes became indifferent.
This fifth mural seems to record Huntian's power.
It is invincible!
Suppressing countless powerful creatures, it seems that I am the only one in the Tomb of Eternal Night, and no one can stop me!
However, Ye Wuque had no idea about this.
In other words, Ye Wuque no longer cares about Huntian, a creature in the extreme realm.
because!
He has defeated the opponent once.
That equals countless times!
If only one of his subordinates is defeated, what is there to care about?
Ye Wuque continued to move forward and looked at the sixth mural. In an instant, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly focused!