Ye Wuque just stood there quietly.

Looking at the light wall that slowly opened to both sides, his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

The next moment, as the light faded, the light wall that opened to both sides also calmed down, and a deep passage appeared in front of Ye Wuque's eyes, stretching forward, and no one knew where it led.

Standing in front of the passage, Ye Wuque could feel an ancient and leisurely breath coming towards him, which gave people a faint illusion that they didn't know what year it was.

It seemed that time and space had been slightly disordered at this moment, making people unable to help but sink into it, and couldn't help but rush into this passage immediately.

Ye Wuque, who had always been calm, had a rare wave in his eyes at this moment! !

"This feeling..."

"It's actually stained with a faint breath of time and space!"

Ye Wuque didn't expect that just standing in front of the passage, he actually felt a trace of the vast breath of time and space.

Even if his mind was as firm as his will, he couldn't help but feel a little excited at this moment!

You know!

Why did he want to enter the Ancient Alliance of the Gods?

Why did he try his best to enter the top of Tianmang?

The root of everything comes from the guidance of the picture he saw in the bronze ancient mirror left by Uncle Fu and his father!

In that picture, the figure lying on the cliff in a colorful auspicious cloud robe is the only clue he can track.

And he followed the clues to the "seven-colored auspicious clouds" all the way, and finally came to the ancient alliance of the gods, and finally pointed to the top of Tianmang.

Now, just in front of the passage, he actually felt a trace of the breath of time and space.

What does this prove?

It proves that his efforts for so long have not been in vain!

Because the bronze ancient mirror itself is the clue guidance about the "time and space holy law" left to him by his father and Uncle Fu!

In other words!

There may really be a key clue directly related to the "time and space holy law" in the top of Tianmang!

Otherwise, this faint breath of time cannot be explained at all.

At this moment, Ye Wuque no longer hesitated, stepped out directly, walked into the passage, and stepped out of a deep place.

Ye Wuque was not worried about whether there was danger ahead.

As he entered the divine position, his own combat power increased extremely. This world was almost unable to stop him. What could a peak of Tianmang count for?

The passage was longer than expected. There was no light in it. It was as if walking in eternal darkness. There was no sound in his ears. Only his footsteps could pass through. It was a numbing feeling.

However, Ye Wuque was not impatient and just walked forward slowly.

Until a quarter of an hour later.

At the end of his sight, a faint light source suddenly appeared. As he got closer, the light source became larger and larger. Finally, light was projected, illuminating everything here.

When Ye Wuque walked close to the light source, he found that it was actually a turning point. He passed by sideways, and suddenly his eyes were bright!

The next moment, Ye Wuque slowly walked out of a dark cave and came to a place similar to a platform.

At this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes showed a faint shock.

He stood on the platform, looking at everything in front of him, and suddenly found that he seemed to have come to an independent new world.

The eyes were filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Various natural scenes were spread out in the distance. The scenery of nature was as moving as a painting.

In the middle of this piece of nature was a huge square. The square was separated and divided into countless pieces. Each piece was well arranged and many facilities were built.

Various halls stood, but they were scattered and there was no sense of redundancy.

At a glance, you can tell that this was built bit by bit after someone carefully arranged and designed it.

And under all these scenes, Ye Wuque actually felt a faint sense of warmth and tranquility.

It was as if this was a paradise. Once you enter it, you can forget all the troubles, leaving only the purest happiness and joy.

Cleanse your soul and wash away the dust.

People can't help but want to be in it and have a good rest.

"The combination of the power of the soul and the reality of the actual scenery has created a paradise like a dreamland..."

Ye Wuque stood on the platform, looking down at everything from a high place.

The top of Tianmang was completely different from what he imagined.

He thought that there was only the tomb of Junior Master Fang Qingyang here, but now that he really came in, he found that it was not the case.

Ye Wuque looked down at his feet. A long stone staircase went down along the platform and went deep into the Peach Blossom Land below, as if it was a passage to heaven.

Without hesitation, Ye Wuque just climbed down the stairs and walked slowly towards the Peach Blossom Land below.

As he walked down the stone stairs, the happy and warm peaceful atmosphere became more and more intense, as if to make people's hearts become gentle and calm, as if to slowly accept an outsider and let him integrate into this paradise.

However!

All this has no effect on Ye Wuque at all.

He had already seen through all this. The reason why there is such a warm and peaceful atmosphere here is because of the integration of the ubiquitous soul power here!

Very ancient soul power!

And...

"Great Sun Realm Great Perfection..."

This soul power has reached the level of Great Sun Realm Great Perfection.

Ye Wuque can even imagine that Fang Qingyang, who came in before him, must have been intoxicated when he first entered here.

Ye Wuque recalled a passage in Fang Qingyang's diary.

"He opened the door to a new world for me!"

The so-called "new world" should be the paradise in front of him.

Under the Great Perfection of the Great Sun Realm, any living being who enters it will be intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Fang Qingyang naturally could not escape.

At this moment, Ye Wuque walked down the last step and completely stepped into this independent world.

"It can really be called the Peach Blossom Spring..."

Ye Wuque turned his eyes and looked at the front, and suddenly saw a row of towering peach trees.

On the peach trees, peach blossoms bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Peach trees and peach blossoms..."

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, as if he remembered something.

He clearly remembered that in the yard of the small wooden house where the head of Qingyuan lived, there were also many peach trees planted, and beautiful peach blossoms were also blooming.

Is everything just a coincidence?

Ye Wuque continued to move forward, and he came to a small square. The square was well maintained, and the ground was paved with ancient stone slabs, surging with the breath of time.

Gently walking to the center of the square, Ye Wuque looked up and saw a simple throne at the end of the square.

The throne was empty, but very clean and spotless.

And beyond the throne, there is another new area, which also leads to a deeper place.

Ye Wuque glanced at the throne and continued to move forward.

But just when he took the first step, an incredible scene appeared!

A tall man's figure appeared on the empty throne.

He sat quietly, as if he had always been there and had never left.

A calm and peaceful breath, and an ancient breath spread from this tall figure. He seemed to be completely integrated with the nature of the world and this world, giving people a feeling of infinite height.

Ye Wuque did not seem surprised by the sudden appearance of this tall figure.

His eyes fell on the face of this tall figure.

To be precise, Ye Wuque could not see the true face of this tall figure, because he was wearing a mask on his face!

A clean mask that was pure white, like white jade.

"You are not Qingyang, who are you?"

The next moment, a magnetic and ethereal indifferent voice came from under the mask, revealing a hint of mystery.

The moment he heard this voice, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly!

This voice...

He had heard it before!

It was the mysterious voice of the man in the small sacrificial room of the Xuanmai Sacrifice Hall when he opened the nameless tombstone to test his identity!

Exactly the same!

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Fang Qingyang's junior uncle, right?"

Looking at the man in the white jade mask, Ye Wuque spoke lightly.