The hardships and hardships along the way did not stop the progress of the group, and Jun Wuxian finally came to the end after crossing the entire end of the world.

Looking at the endless sea of flowers, purple flowers spread all over the land, swaying in the wind bewitchingly, beautiful as a picture, but incompatible with the dangers on the way.

"Where is the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum?" Fan Zhuo looked at the boundless sea of flowers, but his eyes were blank, according to the location marked on the map, they should have stood in front of the Evil Emperor's mausoleum, but in front of their eyes, except for the enchanting sea of flowers, they could no longer find the shadow of anything.

After going through a lot of hardships, Jun Wuxian and they have long since lost any heart to appreciate the flowers, green with purple flowers, a gust of wind rises, the sea of flowers rises and falls like a wave, accompanied by bursts of floral fragrance, diffuse around people's bodies, obviously so beautiful, but it makes people feel hopeless.

On the map, it is clearly marked that hundreds of meters in front of them is where the Evil Emperor's mausoleum is located, but within a kilometer, only the sea of flowers is swaying, there is no fog, the visibility in this place is already very clear, above their heads, it is still shrouded in clouds, but there is already sunlight shining, illuminating a scene in front of them.

They couldn't see anything but the purple flowers.

The mausoleum of the evil emperor seems to have never existed, without the slightest trace.

"How so...... How could this be ......" Qiao Chu's eyes widened, not believing that they had worked so hard to get such a result.

Nothing......

Nothing......

The beautiful scenery in front of him kicked the people full of hope into the abyss of despair.

Jun Wuxian looked at the endless sea of flowers, the wind passed through, blowing scattered petals, purple petals swirled around her, glowing with the fragrance of flowers, but she couldn't lift a trace of joy.

Jun Wuxian once again took out the map, and after confirming the direction once, there was nothing wrong with it, but only their final goal was gone.

How could this happen? Jun Wuxian's brows furrowed slightly, everything marked on the map before was accurate, which also means that this map is indeed true, Qiao Chu and their parents, how much sacrifice did they and their companions pay in order to get these maps together?

Along the way, they saw countless white bones, over the years, the number of people who died at the end of the world is innumerable, this is no longer a death that can be measured by 10,000 people, millions ...... Even tens of millions of people have died here, is it really wrong to build a map that so many people have piled up with their lives?

No way.

Jun Wuxian denied this idea, Fan Zhuo's parents had passed away, and there was no way to verify whether they really found the Evil Emperor's tomb back then.

But Wen Yu did go to the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum, although he couldn't remember where he entered now and how he came out, but Wen Yu did enter the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum from the end of the world, which is enough to prove that the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum is indeed here, and it will not be wrong.

But......

What is the current situation?

Jun Wuxian didn't understand that it was right that the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum was at the end of the world, and she also believed that Fan Zhuo's parents had really found the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum, so they would return to the Middle Three Realms with the map to restore their lives, and with their loyalty to the Twelve Palaces at that time, they would never do anything to make a false report.