At the same time, all the grave keepers' thoughts converged at this moment, all with a deep sense of self-blame.

They blamed themselves for not being strong enough to protect the young master, and because of their negligence, the seven major families fell into the hands of the Eight Gods. In the end, it was the young master who took action to find a solution!

As the saying goes, when the master is worried, the ministers are humiliated

, and when the master is humiliated, the ministers die! At this moment, the thirty-three grave keepers are definitely not feeling well. If it weren't for the fairy Miaomiao, the consequences would be simply unimaginable!

"We, the thirty-three people, are ashamed of our master and the entrustment of Lord Huangfu. We actually let the young master take risks, but we can only watch!"

"As the commander, I declare that after this incident, everyone must practice the Nether Man Sutra with all their strength, and there must be no mistakes. Who has any objections?"

The deep voice of Tomb One resounded in his heart!

"Yes!"

The remaining thirty-two grave keepers answered in unison without any hesitation!

"Okay, now the biggest goal is to follow the order of the young master and cooperate with Senior Miaomiao to rescue all the people of the seven major families!"

Buzz!

Deep in the chaotic void, the blue full moon with a mysterious ripple went very fast to a farther place, and disappeared completely in an instant.

...

Zushen Palace, underground prison cell.

Inside the cage, Ye Wuque, with his eyes slightly closed, was surrounded by a faint golden energy, and a magnificent aura was overflowing from head to toe!

But at this moment, his mind had already been focused on the desert in his body.

Hualala!

Now with the opening of the eighth dark divine spring, the eight divine springs of attributes complement each other, forming a resonance like an ancient star map, and the water of each divine spring was gushing out, flowing into the eight-color ocean, making the entire desert almost 70% to 80% completely submerged!

The strong breath of life continued to overflow from the eight-color ocean along with the mist, nourishing everything in the desert all the time, as if if it continued to develop like this, life would really be born here!

Ye Wuque's mind was withdrawn from the eight-colored ocean and the eight divine springs, and he looked at the only empty area in the entire desert. There, it was still dry and without any breath of life!

"Sure enough, it takes such a magnificent and amazing heaven and earth elemental force to open up the Dark Divine Spring. Now, if you want to open up the last Light Divine Spring, the heaven and earth elemental force required is so terrifying that it is unimaginable. It is ten times, dozens of times, and a hundred times more than the Dark Divine Spring..."

Ye Wuque sighed in his heart!

Even he himself was deeply shocked at this moment!

Because the heaven and earth elemental force required to open up the Light Divine Spring is so magnificent that it almost makes people despair!

"If I want to open up the Light Divine Spring by myself, even if I am an alchemist, I am afraid it will take several years..."

However, the next moment, Ye Wuque's sigh suddenly stagnated, and then his mind suddenly returned!

The eyes that had been slightly closed suddenly opened at this moment, looking in the direction outside the cage. At the same time, Feng Caichen on the side also opened his eyes, and his clear and bright eyes also looked at that place.

At the end of the two people's sight, there appeared a figure with his hands behind his back!

This person seemed to have been standing there all the time and had never left. He exuded a cold, indifferent and terrifying aura that made all living beings tremble. It was Yashen Hong!

Yashen Hong's cold eyes were high above, without a trace of emotion. He just looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen sitting in the cage. Finally, his eyes stayed on Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque looked at him with bright and cold eyes, neither avoiding nor giving way, with a calm face.

But in his heart, Ye Wuque's self-talk slowly sounded!

"Is it finally here..."

The whole cell seemed to fall into a strange silence. In

the hall of the Zushen Palace above, all the elders of the Bashen clan formed a fist and stared at the picture on the huge light screen. The three people, Yashen Qiu, Yashen Xie, and Yashen Qingtian, who had been healing, also opened their eyes at this moment, and also stared at the huge light screen. The whole Zushen Palace was silent.

The strange silence in the cell was finally broken.

"You are a smart person, so smart that I can't help wanting to... kill you."

Yashen Hong spoke lightly, looking down at him with an absolute indifference.

"But sometimes I wonder, if you were born as a member of my Yashen Clan, how great would that be?"

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soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque, who had a calm face, showed an undisguised sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "You are a group of ungrateful traitors who are treacherous and perverse, and you can't keep them accustomed? A group of dog slaves?"

Hearing Ye Wuque's ridicule and taunting, Yashen Hong remained expressionless, without any change in his expression.

But the elders of the Yashen Clan in the Zushen Palace were trembling with anger, wishing to cut Ye Wuque into pieces!

Ginger wolf!

Dog slave!

No matter how many times you hear such words, they are enough to make people feel murderous and humiliated, but what Ye Wuque said is true, which makes people feel even more uncomfortable!

"You will die, don't worry, this day will come soon."

"But before you die, you still need to make a final contribution, that is to completely lift the curse of my Eight Gods!"

Having said this, Eight Gods Hong paused slightly, and then a hint of smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Ye Wuque's face was reflected in his cold eyes and he said: "You must want to know in your heart what the original Summoning God Scripture your father left you looks like..."

After saying this, Ye Wuque's face did not change, but a glimmer of light flashed in the depths of his eyes!

“There’s no need to beat around the bush when talking to smart people. I can tell you what you’re thinking.”

“Just as you thought, to break our curse, we need your divine blood. And to get this divine blood, you urgently need to practice... the Immortal God King Art!”

“I’ll grant you a favor this time. Let me show you the original version of the God Summoning Scripture that your father left you!”

The moment Yagami Hong finished speaking, an incredible scene happened!

I saw a crack appeared between his eyebrows, and the red glow inside was shining. That was the breath of the Divine King Technique!

Then, an ancient book the size of a thumb appeared from the crack, slid out, and finally became the size of a palm, all golden, suspended in the void in front of the Eight Gods, shrouded in a divine light!

"The original of the Summoning Divine Scripture!!"

At this moment, Ye Wuque's face finally changed, and he slowly uttered these five words!

At the same time, the voice of the Fairy Miaomiao sounded in his mind, with a sense of sudden enlightenment!

"So that's it! No wonder I couldn't find it before! Little Leaf, the book your father left behind contains a mysterious power that can conceal the secrets of heaven and block my investigation!"

"This mysterious power is very ancient and terrifying. It seems that many people have blessed and refined it, and it also has the power of time. If my body is here, I can't hide it from her..."

"Did you find out? You can clearly see it, but you can't feel its existence. Isn't it very magical? This Summoning God Book... is extraordinary!"

Listening to the words of Fairy Miaomiao in the soul space with undisguised surprise, Ye Wuque was also extremely shocked.

Just as Fairy Miaomiao said, he could clearly see the Summoning God Book with his naked eyes, but the power of the soul could not sense its existence at all!

Whoosh!

At this moment, without seeing any movement from Ba Shenhong, the Summoning God Book suspended in front of him flew directly to the cage, sank into it, and fell into Ye Wuque's hands!

The touch was warm and cool, and the ancient unknown material had a strange sense of comfort!

Ye Wuque stared at the God Summoning Scripture in his hand. His originally calm mood finally couldn't help but surge at this moment, and all the ups and downs came to his heart!

It's been eighteen years!

The God Summoning Scripture left to him by his father was finally in his hands!

Buzz!

At the same time, Ye Wuque's eyes condensed slightly, because he felt that the blood in his body was actually stirring on its own at this time, as if it had some kind of mysterious resonance with the God Summoning Scripture in his hand!

"Ye Wuque, practice the God King Art well, and don't... let me down..."

The cold and indifferent voice of Yashin Hongbing was still echoing, with a terrifying and captivating meaning, but his figure had disappeared.

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