Yun Zheng withdrew her gaze and didn't make another move, believing that someone else would appear. She would leave this skeleton to them.
She withdrew her gaze and walked quickly towards the secret room.
She looked at a mechanism next to the stone gate. She raised her hand to twist the mechanism, then looked at the scene in front of her with vigilance, and condensed a protective spiritual shield to defend herself.
With a humming sound, the stone door opened.
To Yun Zheng's disappointment, there was nothing in the secret room, but there was a passage inside. She was afraid that the person who attacked her had already escaped through the passage.
At this time, Dajuan said anxiously in his sea of consciousness: "Master, the power covering the remaining pages of the Immortal Pupil has fluctuated!"
Yun Zheng's expression suddenly froze, and her figure flashed as she quickly rushed forward.
Not long after she left, Xu Kuang arrived here. After taking a look at the disheveled human skeleton, he ran forward like a wild leopard, as if he was trying to hunt for something.
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Soon, Yun Zheng arrived at the place where dozens of geniuses gathered.
As soon as she arrived, her chest felt like it was burning, as if it was having a strong induction with the remaining pages of the Immortal Pupil.
She suddenly turned her gaze to the dilapidated stone mural on the right, and her eyes narrowed slightly. This mural was exactly the same as the one she had seen in the cemetery of the strong men in the Demon-Slaying Battlefield.
There is a picture of a beauty, but the beauty's appearance is not visible.
Yun Zheng knew that the remaining pages of the fairy pupil part were on the mural without Dajuan telling her.
And outside the secret realm, the eyes of the Lord Emperor gradually became deep and dangerous.
At this time, the head of the Gong family said with a puzzled look, "It's strange to say, this mural seems to have existed since the emergence of this secret realm. Moreover, this mural also has a powerful restriction, making it impossible to explore its origin."
"Perhaps this is a painting of a beauty painted by a powerful figure long ago..." Yuchi Hong said indifferently. After all, it had been a long time, and he was used to it. He had seen this mural when he first entered this secret realm three hundred years ago.
Zongren Wu's eyebrows moved slightly. This mural actually had a causal relationship with his own disciple.
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