Divine machine heavenly calculation, underground palace.

The darkness as far as the eye could see, occasionally accompanied by a chilling wind or two, looked up, and could only barely see the world of stars beyond the clouds through an extremely narrow aperture. Through this aperture, I watched as the incomparably holy moonlight penetrated through the outer realms of the heavens, and then poured into the stone platform not far away.

This stone platform looks really old, the gray mesa can no longer continue to maintain the original sleekness, and even many places on the table have cracks or dust peeling, but even if this stone platform looks so dilapidated, but under the background of this moonlight, it still maintains a unique mystery.

On the stone platform, there is a black lock ring, and on the lock ring, it is tightly clasped by a huge chain as black as ink, as for the end of this chain, it ruthlessly penetrates the moonlight, and then towers into the underground palace.

Following this chain, with the help of this moonlight, I finally could barely see the secret suspended in the underground palace.

Taiji Tianshu.

I saw a very huge ball, so it was imprisoned in this huge underground palace by the number of chains, except for one of the chains closely connected to the stone platform on the ground, the rest of the chains were imprisoned in the mountain wall of this underground palace, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find, but all these chains embedded in the mountain wall, at the end of the lock ring, will always be in the mountain wall, chiseled out of a stone painting, but the content of each stone painting, but completely different, carefully counted, such a stone painting has as many as 24 pieces.

As for this sphere, which was imprisoned in mid-air by many chains, it was dark all over, and I don't know if it was because of the dim light in this dungeon or because it was originally this color. But although it looks black and ugly, if you look closely, you can find that on its surface, there is a trace of bright silver streamlines that can be discerned by the naked eye, flowing back and forth on its surface irregularly, sometimes in the shape of a vortex, sometimes in the shape of a flowing cloud, which is very interesting.

I'm afraid no one can guess that this Taiji Tianshu, who has insight into the general trend of the world, is like this.

Around the stone platform, is a round altar that seems to be like a sacrifice and prayer, from top to bottom, divided into three layers, sitting on the stone platform is the top layer of the round altar, looking horizontally, there are ten cars of distance, very magnificent, and the round altar of the middle layer below it, it is even larger than the first layer of the look, as for the bottom of the round altar, it has long been hidden in the darkness of this underground palace, it is not clear to see, maybe this real round altar, is much larger than what the naked eye can see. Around the altar, every five steps, a stone bowl was built to hold candles. The south of the altar was artificially built a passageway, and then led to the world outside the underground palace, and its east, west, and north directions have built a huge white phoenix stone sculpture on its base altar, each of which is very realistic, from their finely carved roots and wings to the eyes of Ling Yan and the eyes of all beings, although the shape is different, but they all give people a feeling that they are about to come to life. And what is even more surprising is the head of these three stone sculptures, although some of them look up at the sky, some bow their heads and follow their wings, and some of them take off, but no matter from which direction to look down on these three stone sculptures, you will find that their eyes are always looking directly at themselves.

In such an environment, a graceful woman dressed in white knelt quietly on the grass not far from the stone platform, closed her eyes, folded her hands, and muttered to herself.

If Murong Wenxin was still alive, he would definitely recognize that this woman was none other than Zhao Xuan, who had persuaded her to evacuate urgently in the Haoran League ten years ago. Now ten years have passed, but the years do not seem to have carved traces on her face, and she is still the same as she was back then.

Suddenly, the Taiji Tianshu, which had not been running for a long time, shook very slightly without noticing, and it was this slight moment that made Zhao Xuan, who was originally kneeling on the ground and muttering to himself, slam his eyes open. Before she could react, a thread of bright silver thread shot from the inside of the Taiji Heavenly Pivot along a dark chain towards a place in the depths of the underground palace.

Rumble...

After a low voice, Zhao Xuan found that following the reaction of Taiji Tianshu just now, on the mountain rock not far away, another mural was lit up like this, and with the mural that had just been lit up at this time, two of them had already been lit up.

The last mural that was lit up is a metaphor for the advent of the demon soldier Yun Ze, and the content on the mural is the painting of the previous user of Yun Ze, and the mural clearly records its previous user, a generation of tyrants recorded by history, the king of pain, Sutan. As a divine weapon created by the generation of gods of Xuanyue Palace, it has written a cruel and chaotic era in Su Tan's hands.

If you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that the Haoran League ten years ago was not mired in the mud because of the advent of Yun Ze? And because of the influence of Yun Ze, the world is still in turmoil, and as the current lord of Yun Ze, the son of the Qilin of the Hao Ran League, Wei Chi is ruthless, who can know his future?

So when Taiji Tianshu trembled again after ten years, it really scared Zhao Xuan.

Looking at the lit mural in the distance, Zhao Xuan's face was like cold frost, even though she had tried her best to restrain her emotional fluctuations, but looking at the bright silver-white mural in the distance, she couldn't control her body that gradually began to tremble, and she couldn't show her inner world like a stormy wave at the moment.

After seeing Zhao Xuan stay like this for a moment, he hurriedly got up, lightly lifted the corners of his skirt on both sides with both hands, and ran out quickly towards the gate of the underground palace, and disappeared into the darkness after a while.

It's too fast, all this happened too fast, Ziwei Star moved, the East Palace was instantaneous, and the time left for Zhao Xuan was not enough at the moment, originally she was lucky to think that the sky in the East Palace could support for a while, at least until the nine sons really grew up, and could re-treat this turbulent and broken world, but with the guidance of the Taiji Tianshu, it was obviously beyond her expectations.

And when this second mural was gradually guided out by the Taiji Tianshu, it slowly revealed its true face.

The depiction on this mural looks like a dead wood with big eyes, but this dead wood grows with limbs that resemble human beings and a huge tail like a beast, and the reason why it is called dead wood is because its whole body is full of all kinds of plants that seem to be dry vines, which looks very terrifying. In its hands, it wields a huge club-like blade, and at its feet are depicted endless fire and countless wailing people.

Anura, the King of Suspicion.

And what this mural reflects is this demon soldier who is watched by the world, the six-faced Shura.