Walk through the thick staircase and step on the stone steps made of unknown material.
After crossing a huge stone floor made of black fox pattern.
Finally we entered the main hall.
On the top of the suspension beam, there was a black stone gilded plaque lying quietly.
There are large characters of flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, and vaguely the characters of [Weiyang Palace] can be seen.
Haven't walked in completely yet.
First, I smelled a fragrance blowing towards my nose, like the peach blossoms blooming in the valley in February, which made me indulge in it.
Cast your gaze over there.
This is a throne with a peculiar shape.
It is about five feet wide, with two dragons and one phoenix guarding behind it like mountains. In front of this grand "Phoenix Throne" background, a slender woman with her face covered by a veil and dressed in gorgeous clothes sits slowly, her eyes slightly cast over, and even through the veil, she makes people feel an indescribable beauty.
This... is the current emperor.
"You all should retreat."
"Please stay."
The emperor's red lips opened slightly, like the cry of a bird, pleasant to the ear and carrying the domineering aura of a king.
"B…"
The burly man and the wolf king Bai Lu dared not neglect him. Even if the latter wanted to say something, he swallowed it back.
Yuan Huanggen did not give them a chance to speak.
Wait until both of them leave the hall.
The door suddenly closed, isolating everything.
Inside the door and outside the door are divided into two worlds at this moment.
Just like a Tai Chi ball that is split into two, the black and white colors are particularly obvious at this moment.
The night outside was already dark.
Although there has never been daytime in the abyss, the solemn darkness still makes people feel safe.
As for the interior of the hall, as if to cope with the darkness, some morbid candles were lit, which were so bright that they emitted a faint yellowish light.
It perfectly sets off the golden and magnificent splendor of the entire hall.
Hua Wujue was the first to speak, his voice calm:
"Emperor Yuan, although you have gone to such great lengths to fight, I have something to help you with."
The Emperor Yuan, with his face covered by a veil, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke:
"You guessed it right. I asked you all to come here because I need your help with something."
The old man with white beard was a little surprised. What happened? Why did it feel like the two people's channels were too similar to others?
Meng Xiaoying looked puzzled, but due to the atmosphere, she was definitely unable to ask directly.
Xiao Tong looked at the flickering candles, deep in thought.
"You have already seen it, right? In my Weiyang Palace, there are a total of 17,000 121 golden candles lit."
"I'm sure you're wondering what the incense candles have to do with my predicament."
"but…"
"You may know that this golden incense candle is an offering made by the souls of the abyss throughout the ages."
"At the same time, there is..."
"It has the effect of isolating souls."
With his face covered by a veil, Emperor Yuan casually picked up a golden incense candle and swiped his green onion-like fingers across the dim candlelight, casting a flickering shadow.
The white-bearded old man's pupils shrank slightly.
He had heard of golden incense candles, a specialty of the abyss, which were mainly used to deal with the souls of the dead.
Having said that, this kind of thing has a great suppressive effect on ghosts. Even if it cannot actively cause harm, it can protect itself without any problem.
Over...
Why would Emperor Yuan do these things?
What is she guarding against?
With her strength, is there any need to be on guard?
Could it be that there is some kind of evil spirit here that makes a person at the peak of the first step so fearful?
Hua Wujue frowned:
"You lighted so many golden incense candles... This is a perverse act, and I'm afraid it will cause harm to your family."
The Emperor Yuan, with his face covered by a veil, shook his head:
"Perhaps you don't know that the golden candles seem to cause great harm to the souls, but in fact, they can stabilize the souls and make them warm and even dissipate."
"I can bear the devouring you are talking about."
"Compared to those insignificant devourings, if the entire Abyss becomes a dead world in my hands, I would rather be devoured to death."
The old man with the white beard finally asked:
"Golden incense candles can stabilize the soul. Who are you stabilizing? Are you the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty?"
"But from what I know, if you want to ascend the throne of Emperor Yuan, you must kill the previous Emperor Yuan."
"It would be a bit too much if you nurtured his soul."
Emperor Yuan, with his face covered by a veil, glanced at him:
"I recognize you, the raincoat-wearing man from the long river of time."
"But you don't recognize me, because of the long river that separates you and me."
When someone touched his head like this, the white-bearded old man's pupils shrank again and again.
If the man I saw when I touched the tombstone earlier was the one swallowing the long river of time, it was terrifying.
At this moment, I was really sweating.
Because apart from that man, the long river of time did once break off.
Then a very thin branch flew out and disappeared.
He had tried to track it down.
But that branch seemed to be erased from his mind, no matter how he recalled it.
And so it is.
It's almost been forgotten.
Hearing this key word again now is like being woken up by an ice cube from a deep sleep, and my whole body is chilled.
He remembered.
That time.
One of the eight kings of the East Realm, the King of the East!
He cut off a piece of this thin branch!
The old man with white beard breathed slightly faster:
"What have you found here with those things from the Abyss of Time that were cut away?"
He had remembered it completely.
At first he was kept in the dark, but now that he has clearly realized this missing history and is at the factual node of this history, it is like a cork that has been pulled out from a drain.
I remembered it completely.
Hua Wujue glanced at him, however, things were not that simple, Emperor Yuan had obviously used some tricks just now to make the white-bearded old man remember all these.
Over...
One thing interested him:
"You are not offering sacrifices to a Yuan Emperor. I am curious about how you can allow these souls that should have dissipated to exist like this."
"Even if you use this golden candle, you can probably do it."
Although natural treasures are powerful, they are not without any price.
At least it might help you achieve something once and for all.
Even if the golden candles can warm the soul, it is impossible to maintain such a large number.
These are not just a few, but the entire Abyss’s inhabitants, all of whom are undead…
The white-bearded old man and his friends could see that there was a reason behind this.
But this was completely unknown to the Lord of Fengdu.
He had discovered this when the treasure was first discovered.
Just out of curiosity about this place.
He agreed to go to Yuan Palace to see what happened there.
"Ahem." With his face covered by a veil, Emperor Yuan coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, and finally said weakly: "Yes, only the golden incense candle can do this, so I am using my life to continue all this..."