Ye Wuque's eyes instantly became sharp!

What if it was really Lao Shenjing who deceived him?

After all, Lao Shenjing is the only one who can interpret the Supreme Divine Text so far.

If Lao Shenjing really deceived him in this regard, he would have no way to tell.

After all, who stipulated that the meanings of the nine Supreme Divine Texts must be nine words?

Ye Wuque immediately began to carefully recall the situation when Lao Shenjing interpreted the Supreme Divine Text.

But even now, there is no flaw.

And because of the conflict between himself, coupled with the special relationship between Lao Shenjing and Yongye Tianmu, and the possible cause and effect between him and himself, he did not question it at the time.

For a while.

In front of the tomb that was cut in two, Ye Wuque and Xiaoshage were both immersed in their own thoughts.

One held his head and desperately recalled, and kept muttering in his mouth.

One had a blank expression, but his eyes flickered endlessly, extremely sharp! There

was a dead silence in the sacrificial hall.

"No!"

"There is another possibility!"

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes moved, and he looked at Brother Xiaosa, and said in a deep voice: "How do you know that the Eternal Night Sky Tomb has only thirty floors? What's the evidence?" Brother Xiaosa

pondered, and after hearing Ye Wuque's words, he subconsciously looked up again, felt Ye Wuque's sharp gaze, and immediately said in a daze: "Brother, brother doesn't know either!"

"But these memories emerged from my mind. I saw the chaotic pictures, so it shouldn't be wrong! It shouldn't be wrong!"

Brother Xiaosa's answer made Ye Wuque narrow his eyes slightly, and then frowned and said: "Now the problem is, yes, it is indeed wrong!"

"According to what you said, there is a problem with the tomb, and it doesn't match your memory."

"Maybe there is something wrong with your memory, too."

"The Eternal Night Sky Tomb was moved from the endless heights by a great being, and it has appeared in the Three Wastelands Realm for a long time!"

"After vicissitudes of life and the evolution of time, the current Eternal Night Sky Tomb and the previous Eternal Night Sky Tomb have already undergone many changes."

"And you..."

Ye Wuque's voice became calm. In a short period of time, he thought of a lot. He saw his mind moved, and a virtual god power shone in the void, outlining two murals!

It was one of the murals seen in the reflection hall of the long river of time and space before! In

the first mural, Brother Xiaosa was solemn and solemn, sitting cross-legged on a high platform, accepting the kneeling worship of all living beings, and the power of faith surged, shining in all directions.

In the third mural, Brother Xiaosa, Fairy Miaomiao, and the masked sword madman, the three of them sat around the campfire, as if drinking a celebratory wine.

"According to the order of time, from these murals, it can be proved that you have entered the Eternal Night Sky Tomb in the past!"

"But it may not be the current Eternal Night Sky Tomb that you entered, but the original Eternal Night Sky Tomb that was still in its original place and had not been moved to the Three Wasteland Realm."

"Recall it carefully!"

After Ye Wuque evolved two murals, Brother Xiaosa's bright little eyes had already looked over, staring closely, as if recalling.

This is a possibility that Ye Wuque thought of!

What if the memory left by Xiaosha brother is the past Eternal Night Tomb?

In the past, the Eternal Night Tomb only had 30 layers.

Now, there are 3 more layers.

This may also be the work of Lao Shenjing!

Then Lao Shenjing did not deceive himself at the beginning, but Xiaosha brother's memory was wrong.

"These murals... murals... Brother, have you been here before? Have you been here before?"

Xiaosha brother muttered to himself, and his little face showed pain again. The beard on his head was shaking, but he still stared at the two murals.

"Are there any other murals?" Suddenly, Xiaosha brother asked this.

Ye Wuque did not speak, but pointed with one finger.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The power of the virtual god shone everywhere, and Ye Wuque immediately evolved all the murals he saw in the hall.

In that hall, there were a total of nine murals.

In addition to the first and third ones.

The second mural.

Endless corpses, bloody and fleshy, spread red across the horizon, indescribable killing and boiling evil spirits, recording a terrible war.

The fourth mural.

Peeled off cleanly, nothing can be distinguished.

The fifth mural.

Hun Tian's body flew across the void, with endless corpses floating on the ground below. Behind him stood a series of black tombs. In the deepest distance, one vast and terrifying realm after another was filled with the extremely cold and silent breath of death.

The sixth mural.

Recorded the moment of the battle between Miao Miao Fairy and Hun Tian!

The background was a ruined and vast realm, which was the concrete background of the fifth mural.

The seventh mural.

It was also peeled off cleanly, and nothing could be seen.

The eighth mural.

Another high platform, the scene was exactly the same as the first mural, and countless sentient beings were kneeling to worship Brother Xiaosha.

But it exuded a strong breath of extinction and death!

The high platform was no longer brilliant, and it would be light, and the glory of faith was replaced by the black glory of death.

The difference between life and death, Brother Xiaosha was completely opposite.

On the high platform, a ball of light shrouded in a faint glow surged with the only vitality, being worshipped, but exuding a deathly aura that outweighed the vitality, as if it were hollow inside, a candle in the wind, tenacious but unable to hold out for much longer.

The ninth mural

was where Ye Wuque recorded his encounter with a member of the Buried Emperor Spirit Clan who was imprisoned here.

Brother Xiaosha's eyes were completely focused on the nine murals.

"The fourth and seventh murals have long been peeled off, and no records can be seen." Ye Wuque explained.

"These, these..."

Brother Xiaosa reacted at this time!

"Ah!"

The next moment, Brother Xiaosa let out a painful roar, holding his head with both hands, and even rolled directly to the ground, rolling continuously, in great pain!

Obviously, Brother Xiaosa seemed to have recalled something, but it also triggered some kind of restriction in himself, and he would rather die than live.

Ye Wuque did not disturb him. He understood that this was a critical moment, and this might also be a process that Brother Xiaosa was destined to accept personally.

After struggling for more than ten breaths, Brother Xiaosa's bright little eyes suddenly widened, and then he sat up and stared straight at all the phantoms of the murals in the void again.

"If this is the case..."

"No wonder!"

"This is a fake tomb!"

"The real 'tomb' should be..."

"Hiss!"

Brother Xiaosa suddenly took a breath of cold air, as if he realized something.

"Who else could have done it?"

Xiaosha's mumbling made Ye Wuque's eyes move, and he immediately asked, "What do you remember?"

Xiaosha raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wuque. At this time, his pair of bright eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that the confusion of memory just now was very uncomfortable!

"Little white face, you are right. The Eternal Night Sky Tomb in my memory is in the past, with only thirty floors."

"But this Eternal Night Sky Tomb... is different!"

"Someone has made changes!"

"The Eternal Night Sky Tomb has been transformed!"

"It should have been more than thirty floors! There are deeper areas! There must be more!"

"The 'coffin' is in a deeper place!"

At the end, Xiaosha's voice became decisive.