Chapter 2330: The Name of the Past

A sonorous, pious, blazing and fearless oath!

Thirty-three figures!

Thirty-three...gravekeepers!

They were all dressed in black, covering their faces with white masks, kneeling in the void, lowering their heads towards Ye Wuque, worshiping their young master!

At this moment, everyone in the hall was deeply shocked!

The generous and ardent tombkeeper's oath, every word and sentence, is enough to shock the soul. It is a kind of piety and obsession that goes deep into the bone marrow and has been integrated into the bone marrow of the thirty-three tombkeepers!

Ye Wuque was shocked!

The same goes for Fengcaichen!

Even Fairy Miaomiao rarely stopped eating at this moment, and looked at the tombkeeper who was kneeling in the void with her beautiful eyes. Although her mouth was full of oil, her expression and temperament at this moment were full of ethereal. With Youyuan, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Gravekeepers... tsk, tsk, little leaf, you are blessed, they are... strange existences! That oath is their soul!"

"Everyone is born because of you. If you die, they will also be buried."

Fairy Miaomiao was still chewing, but she said this sentence.

Hearing this, Ye Wuque was shocked again!

He was already shocked by the tombkeeper, and now he looked at the thirty-three people who were kneeling and worshiping in the void, without saying a word, and a touch of deep respect welled up in his heart!

"Everyone, please get up!"

Ye Wuque spoke in a deep voice.

"Here!"

boom!

Thirty-three tombkeepers stood up together, their black clothes flowing. After standing up, they slowly fell down from the void!

Endless darkness descended with them, but the entire hall did not bring any ominousness. The only thing that could be felt was the heat and piety!

Apart from that, there is an inexplicable tranquility.

Looking at the thirty-three tomb guards in front of him, Ye Wuque suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart!

The blood in his body is flowing, and it can actually extend out, and he can sense the existence of every tombkeeper, feel what they are thinking, and even if he thinks about it, a single thought can take all their lives!

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This shocked Ye Wuque!

"Young Master! The meaning of our existence is to wait for your return, accept all your instructions, and fight for you!"

The tall tombkeeper who appeared first took a step forward slightly and spoke respectfully. It looked like he should be the leader of the tombkeepers.

"You are from my father's handiwork?"

Ye Wuque opened his mouth and asked.

"No, it was not the master who took action, but... Lord Huangfu!"

Lord Huangfu!

Ye Wuque's heart moved. The Lord Huangfu mentioned by the tomb guard leader was naturally Huangfu Huang, that is, Uncle Fu!

"If this is the case, it was written by Uncle Fu, then one thing can be confirmed. Uncle Fu may have anticipated the rebellion of the Eight Gods now..."

Ye Wuque understood clearly in his heart.

"Young Master, the soul of every tombkeeper contains your blood. All of us are your slaves and will always obey your orders!"

The leader of the tombkeepers spoke piously, his eyes firm and persistent.

This suddenly made Ye Wuque realize, no wonder he could sense everything about the tombkeeper, and he deeply sighed that Uncle Fu's handiwork was really not small!

After calming down, Ye Wuque asked again: "What should I call you?"

"Back to my young master, we use Tomb as our surname and numbers as our names. Starting from me, you can call me Tomb One, all the way to Tomb Thirty-Three!"

Ye Wuque nodded slowly.

The leader of the tomb guards, Tomb One, then said respectfully: "Young Master, Lord Huangfu had ordered that if you show up, you must first be taken to a place! This is also the place that we have been guarding for the past eighteen years!"

"A... tomb!"

Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed, and then he exhaled and said, "Take me there."

"Young Master, please!"

Immediately, the thirty-three tomb guards stepped aside to make way for Ye Wuque and Tomb Yi.

Under the leadership of Tomb Yi, Ye Wuque walked towards the light gate.

"Master Feng, we..."

In the hall, Xu Kuangshi looked at this scene and immediately lowered his head and asked Feng Caichen.

"Let Lao Ye face the next thing by himself. We can just wait and don't be impatient."

Feng Caichen spoke softly and poured himself a glass of wine. A trace of sigh flashed in the depths of his clear and bright eyes, as if he had guessed something.

Along the way, Ye Wuque had told him some things.

"yes!"

Xu Kuangshi nodded immediately.

Above the void, Ye Wuque's figure, surrounded by thirty-three tomb guards, stepped into the light door and into the eternal darkness. Immediately, the light door disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Within the hall, light returned again.

The graceful minister is drinking and drinking by himself.

Fairy Miaomiao was eating and drinking.

The rest of the people were still silent in the boundless shock, and had not completely come back to their senses.

…

Under the leadership of Tomb Yi, Ye Wuque strolled.

Under his feet was a dark road, and in front of him was what seemed like eternal darkness. He didn't know where it was leading or where he was going.

The boundless darkness should give people a sense of panic!

But at this moment, Ye Wuque felt a sense of tranquility in his heart.

But more than anything, it was a kind of anxiety.

Suddenly, looking at the back of Tomb Yi in front of him, Ye Wuque's heart moved, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he already knew what kind of existence the gravekeeper was, what existed under the fluttering black clothes and the white mask.

But it was precisely because of this that he was even more curious.

"Mu Yi."

"Here!"

"Did the thirty-three of you have your own names in the past?"

"Reporting to the young master, yes!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, and then he asked: "What was your name in the past?"

Mu Yi turned his head back immediately, and a trace of ancient memories flashed in his eyes under the mask, with a touch of complexity.

"That name has long gone with the wind and buried in the years, but since the young master wants to know, Mu Yi will naturally tell you everything."

"My name in the past was... Yashen Xuan."

The moment he heard this name, Ye Wuque's steps suddenly stopped!