Chapter 4219: Not Burning Out

A cloud of dust was lifted up as the bronze door opened to both sides, stirring the void. In front of Ye Wuque's eyes, a dark world slowly appeared.

Behind the bronze door was a deep passage. No one knew where it led to, and it was not clear.

Ye Wuque, without any hesitation, stepped out directly, walked into the huge bronze door, walked into the deep passage, and his figure slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Boom!

When Ye Wuque entered the sacrificial hall, the opened bronze door suddenly closed again quickly, and the mysterious beast shadow on it closed its eyes, as if it had never opened them.

In the distance, many Xuanmai disciples cast their eyes and watched Ye Wuque enter the sacrificial hall. Almost all of the Xuanmai disciples smiled knowingly and did not feel anything incredible.

They all knew that Master Zhun Lingzi had been stopped outside the sacrificial hall before and was turned away. Now that his status and position are different, he naturally wants to explore the true face of the sacrificial hall.

All the Xuanmai disciples were not surprised at all, because they wanted to go in and see what was inside the sacrificial hall.

Step, step, step...

In the quiet passage, Ye Wuque's footsteps were so clear, and as Ye Wuque stepped forward step by step, soft lights were lit up all around, illuminating the darkness.

The passage was not narrow, and Ye Wuque did not feel depressed when walking in it.

"The smell of incense..."

Suddenly, Ye Wuque smelled the smell of incense, rushing towards him, as if coming from the end of the passage.

When Ye Wuque walked to the end of the passage, his eyes suddenly brightened!

I saw a strong smell of incense lingering in all directions, containing a smell of sandalwood, faint, but not strong.

"This is a sacrificial hall."

Ye Wuque looked around and found himself in a vast hall. There were huge white candles erected in all directions, thousands of them, each as thick as a person's arm, illuminating the entire hall.

And right in front of him, Ye Wuque saw a huge altar!

However, when Ye Wuque looked at the altar, his eyes also condensed slightly!

Tablets!

The densely packed tablets were placed on the altar, almost countless, and in front of the altar, there was a huge tripod. Inside

the tripod, incense was lingering and smoke was curling.

These incense were used to worship these tablets.

But what really made Ye Wuque's eyes condense was not the incense, but the tablets on the altar, because all the tablets were blank!

There was no name!

There was no image!

"Nameless tablets? But they are worshipping?"

Ye Wuque felt a little strange.

He felt a sense of solemnity in the entire altar, and he noticed that the burning incense in the tripod was extremely special, and it could burn continuously and would never burn out.

Who do these nameless tablets represent?

It is rumored that the sacrificial hall is dedicated to those Xuanmai ancestors who have fallen, but if so, they should have names, so why are there all nameless tablets?

But if it is not the Xuanmai ancestors, then who would they be?

Why is he enshrined here?

Buzz! !

The power of the soul spread out like mercury, and Ye Wuque directly used the magic of heaven and earth net to observe the gods, and countless soul threads immediately scattered in all directions.

In the entire sacrificial hall, there was no other living being except himself.

But Ye Wuque did not relax his vigilance.

In other words!

From the moment he entered the sacrificial hall, he had been fully alert and his spiritual sense was at its maximum.

He finally found this sacrificial hall based on clues step by step, and this hall was the center of the ancient formation under the Xuanmai land! There

must be some secret hidden somewhere in it!

If this secret can be found and thoroughly understood, perhaps a new clue can be found.

However, under the reflection of the power of the soul, there was nothing strange in the entire sacrificial hall, and there was no fluctuation of any formation.

It was calm and dead silent.

Ye Wuque was not discouraged or disappointed, but continued to perceive with all his strength.

"Hmm? There is a passage behind the altar?"

Under the divine art of heaven and earth, nothing can escape Ye Wuque's perception. Finally!

He found a hidden passage behind the altar.

Ye Wuque walked to the altar and found that this place was already covered with dust. It seemed that no one had been there for a long time.

And the passage was hidden in the wall, or to be more precise, in countless ivy. These ivy were entwined on the wall. They were not too lush, but lush and green, adding a touch of vitality to this solemn and silent sacrificial hall. With a wave of

his sleeves, the ivy covering the passage spread to both sides, revealing the entrance of the passage. Ye Wuque's internal energy spread out, and his limbs and bones surged with majestic power. If there was any disturbance, he could send a thundering blow at any time.

At the same time, the power of the soul had already flowed into this passage first!

"Another sacrificial room?"

Ye Wuque, who stepped into the passage, immediately discovered that the passage was not long. He could see light at the end. With the illumination of his soul, he knew that there was a small sacrificial room on the other side.

When he reached the end, a small sacrificial room appeared.

In the sacrificial room, eighteen white candles were burning in all directions. Each candle was about the thickness of an adult's arm and about two feet long, illuminating the place.

An unnamed tablet that was five times the size of the tablet outside stood in front of the sacrificial room. There was only this one tablet.

There was no incense offering, only eighteen white candles, giving people a sense of loneliness.

An unnamed tablet that was independent of so many unnamed tablets outside!

It was placed alone in this sacrificial room, alone?

But there is no incense offering?

A faint puzzlement flashed through Ye Wuque's mind, but he knew nothing about this place, so naturally he couldn't find the answer at all.

And his soul power had already covered every wall and floor of the entire sacrificial room, and he searched everywhere.

But after checking back and forth more than ten times, every inch of the wall and floor, including the nameless tablet, still did not find anything. It was the same as outside, dead silent, without any fluctuations in the formation.

"If there is really a fluctuation in the formation, it will definitely not be hidden from my perception, let alone the pupil of extinction!"

On Ye Wuque's forehead, the purple-gold vertical pupil had appeared at some point, and a sharp meaning flashed in his bright eyes.

He is not only a great soul saint of the Great Sun Realm, but also possesses the pupil of extinction, especially the pupil of extinction, which is extremely mysterious, sees through nothingness, and reflects everything.

But now there is nothing.

Then there is only one explanation left...

There was no fluctuation in the formation in this sacrificial hall!

"Did I guess wrong from the beginning? The core of the ancient formation is not in this sacrificial hall?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flickered.

All this effort was just a futile effort?

Subconsciously, Ye Wuque's eyes swept over the eighteen white candles in the sacrificial room one by one, and finally looked at the nameless tablet, feeling a little tricky.

If he really guessed wrong, then things would be much more complicated than he imagined. The mysterious power hidden in the ancient alliance is even more terrifying than he imagined... Wait! !

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly retracted and looked at the white candle in the southeast corner again, his eyes became extremely sharp.

There is something wrong with this white candle! !