"Why not?"

Without any hesitation, or even a pause, Ye Wuque gave his answer the moment when the question was asked by the Taicang Patriarch.

Similarly, the expression on Ye Wuque's face did not change at all, and his eyes were still deep.

"Haha! Good!"

The Taicang Patriarch smiled with satisfaction.

Looking at Ye Wuque, he was really more and more satisfied.

"But don't worry, you are still just a quasi-spiritual son, and you are only in your twenties."

"In terms of qualifications and background, you are not as good as the five of them."

"But it is precisely because of this that they will take this into consideration and will not embarrass you too much. Moreover, the first seat who stayed in the ancient alliance will also pay attention."

"Okay, in this case, there is no need to delay any further..."

While speaking, the Taicang Patriarch suddenly pointed at Ye Wuque's forehead.

Buzz! !

The inexplicable space suddenly spun.

At the same time.

Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged in the ancestral hall, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. In the void in front of him, a passage slowly appeared, and a faint light bloomed from it. The passage was blurry and unclear, and no one knew where it led to.

Ye Wuque stood up, bowed slightly to the statue of the Taicang Patriarch, and stepped into the passage without hesitation.

After the passage swallowed Ye Wuque, it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared. The ancestral hall returned to dead silence again.

In the corner, on the face of the thin old man who was sitting quietly cross-legged, his eyes slowly opened at this moment. He first looked at the void above his head, and then looked at the place where Ye Wuque disappeared. A touch of coldness slowly flashed in his eyes.

Buzz! !

A crack appeared in the void, slowly tearing out a passage, and then a figure fell from it and landed on the ground. It was Ye Wuque.

After standing firm, Ye Wuque had not had time to see the scene in all directions clearly, and he felt a strong and mighty spiritual energy rushing towards him, which made the holy fighting spirit in his body automatically operate and absorb it at this moment.

"Good place!"

Ye Wuque couldn't help but praise it at this moment, and then the power of his soul quietly unfolded and spread to all directions.

The halo surrounding him gave guidance at this time, and only Ye Wuque could clearly perceive it, pointing him in a direction.

Following this guidance, Ye Wuque could go to the place where the real King of Heaven's inheritance was located.

But Ye Wuque was not in a hurry.

Because in his perception, everything in this world was clearly reflected in his mind.

"Di Kun..."

Ye Wuque whispered to himself.

This forbidden place belonging to the Ancient Alliance of the Gods was desolate and without any vitality. Instead, it left an unprecedented dead silence.

In Ye Wuque's perception, it was not an exaggeration to describe this place as a thousand miles of red land. In addition, it was devastated everywhere, and many ancient traces of battles were left, densely packed and spread everywhere.

It seemed that an unimaginable and tragic battle had taken place here in the distant past, leaving a mess.

At the same time, he felt the "mysterious aura" mentioned by the Taicang Patriarch, which seemed to spread from the earth and cover the entire forbidden land.

Even the Heavenly God Code that Ye Wuque had already practiced in his body was a little restless.

Indeed, as the Taicang Patriarch said, this forbidden land is twice the result with half the effort for practicing the Heavenly God Code.

"Although the Taicang Patriarch did not say it clearly, one of the important reliances of the final winner of the spiritual child competition should be the depth of the practice of the Heavenly God Code."

The Taicang Patriarch did not say this because it was unnecessary. After all, Ye Wuque skipped all the steps and directly obtained a Heavenly King inheritance.

It was like a step to the stomach, nothing to say.

Retracting his gaze to the earth, Ye Wuque's eyes were deep. After repeating the title of "Earth Kun" again, he had thought of something.

"Di Kun... Di..."

"Then is there any relationship with the 'Top of Tianmang' where his junior master was buried in Fang Qingyang's last words..."

At this moment, Ye Wuque's heart flashed with a faint sense of joy.

What is the most fundamental reason for him to spend time entering the Ancient Alliance of the Gods?

Isn't it to track down the clues of the seven-colored auspicious cloud imprint?

Now that he has obtained the complete authority of the quasi-spiritual son, as long as he enters the sacrificial hall of the Xuanmai again, he can successfully open the mechanism in the nameless tablet and understand the seven-colored auspicious clouds left by Fang Qingyang there!

But this is only one reason!

The second reason is that the "junior master and the top of Tianmang" mentioned in Fang Qingyang's last words, the seven-colored secret treasures on his body all come from the tomb of his junior master. Therefore

, there must be some secrets in the tomb of Fang Qingyang's junior master!

He must go there in person to check it out.

At this moment, entering this forbidden place "Di Kun", Ye Wuque's intuition tells him that there seems to be some connection between "Di Kun" and "Top of Tianmang".

After all, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, have always been mutually corresponding and mutually public.

With thoughts surging in his heart, Ye Wuque finally stopped lingering. He took a step forward, and his figure appeared thousands of miles away. With one step, he slowly walked towards the direction guided by the glory of inheritance.

Ye Wuque's speed was not fast, and he did not mean to arrive instantly. He seemed to be waiting for something.

"Plans cannot keep up with changes..."

"I didn't expect to run into Long Qianqiu so early, but now it seems..."

Ye Wuque's expression was calm and his eyes were deep.

The Patriarch Taicang naturally didn't know his plan, but just made his own arrangements. Now that things have come to this, Ye Wuque will naturally not escape.

Instead, he is somewhat pleased.

He really wants to see what kind of person Long Qianqiu is, who has treated Fang Qingyang so badly, not only defeated him miserably, but also robbed his love, and even lived a life worse than death, and finally could only die miserably in the great state below?

But the more important reason is that Ye Wuque still wants to confirm one thing...

The five great spirit sons and spirit daughters of the Ancient God Alliance are all... legendary!

But this is only combat power, not realm!

Ye Wuque has already seen a little from the previous spirit son decree.

After all, those who are qualified to become spirit sons and spirit daughters of the Ancient God Alliance are rare geniuses. They are naturally capable of fighting across levels and defeating the strong with the weak.

So what is their real realm of cultivation?

Ye Wuque is a little interested in this and wants to see with his own eyes whether it is consistent with his guess.

Therefore, for many reasons, Di Kun and his party are still very necessary for Ye Wuque.

After crossing the barren land, Ye Wuque came to a desert, and behind the desert was an endless plain.

Just after Ye Wuque stepped onto the plain, his slow pace finally stopped.

Looking ahead, a faint deep meaning flashed in Ye Wuque's bright eyes.

I saw that in a plain about ten miles away from him, a small round table appeared at some point.

On the round table, there were several side dishes, a pot of wine, and two cups.

In front of the round table, sat a tall figure, a man who looked to be in his thirties. He wore

a blue coat casually draped over his body, which was open, revealing his strong and solid chest and muscles that bulged like granite, giving people a sense of primitive wildness.

But if you look up, you can see a handsome and perfect face, which was even more smiling at the moment.

If you continue to look up, you can see a pair of star-like eyes, and eyes full of sincerity and affinity.

Primitive wildness, sincerity and affinity.

These two unrelated temperaments appeared on one person at the same time, but did not make this person look strange, but added a bit of strange charm.

The man sat casually, but after seeing Ye Wuque's figure, the smile on his face became three points stronger.

The next moment, this person smiled and spoke, and Ye Wuque immediately heard the other person's voice, which was not loud, but clearly echoed in Ye Wuque's ears.

"Welcome, Junior Brother Ye, to Dikun."

"Could you come up and have a chat?"

Ye Wuque looked at the man and said lightly, "Which senior brother are you here with?"

"My name is Long Qianqiu."

The man who was sitting casually immediately spoke with a smile, and even stood up, said his name, and looked at Ye Wuque from afar with a friendly look.