Chapter 4219: Not Burning Out

A cloud of dust was lifted up as the bronze door opened to both sides, stirring the void. In front of Ye Wuque's eyes, a dark world slowly appeared.

Behind the bronze door was a deep passage, and it was unknown where it led to, and it was not clear.

Ye Wuque, without any hesitation, stepped out directly, walked into the huge bronze door, and walked into the deep passage, and his figure slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Boom!

When Ye Wuque entered the sacrificial hall, the opened bronze door suddenly closed again quickly, and the mysterious beast shadow on it closed its eyes, as if it had never opened them.

In the distance, many Xuanmai disciples cast their eyes and watched Ye Wuque enter the sacrificial hall. Almost all of them smiled knowingly and did not feel anything incredible.

They all knew that Master Zhun Lingzi had been stopped outside the sacrificial hall before and was turned away. Now that his status and position are different, he naturally wants to explore the true face of the sacrificial hall.

All the Xuanmai disciples were not surprised at all, because they wanted to go in and see what was inside the sacrificial hall.

Step, step, step...

In the quiet passage, Ye Wuque's footsteps were so clear, and as Ye Wuque stepped forward step by step, soft lights were lit up all around, illuminating the darkness.

The passage was not narrow, and Ye Wuque did not feel depressed walking in it.

"The smell of incense..."

Suddenly, Ye Wuque smelled the smell of incense, rushing towards him, as if coming from the end of the passage.

When Ye Wuque walked to the end of the passage, his eyes suddenly brightened!

The strong smell of incense lingered in all directions, containing a kind of sandalwood smell, faint, but not strong.

"This is a sacrificial hall."

Ye Wuque looked around and found that he had come to a vast hall. There were huge white candles erected in all directions, thousands of them, each as thick as a person's arm, illuminating the entire hall.

And right in front of him, Ye Wuque saw a huge altar!

However, when Ye Wuque looked at the altar, his eyes also condensed slightly!

Tablets!

There were so many tablets placed on the altar that they were almost countless, and in front of the altar, there was a huge tripod.

In the tripod, incense was lingering and smoke was curling.

These incense were used to worship these tablets.

But what really made Ye Wuque's eyes condense was not the incense, but the tablets on the altar, because all the tablets were blank!

There was no name!

There was no image!

"Nameless tablets? But they are being worshipped?"

Ye Wuque felt a little strange.

He felt a sense of solemnity on the entire altar, and he noticed that the burning incense in the tripod was extremely special, and could burn continuously and would never burn out.

Who do these nameless tablets represent?

It is rumored that the fallen Xuanmai ancestors are enshrined in the sacrificial hall. If so, they should have names. How can there be only nameless tablets?

But if they are not Xuanmai ancestors, then who are they?

Why are they enshrined here?

Buzz!!

The power of the soul spread out like mercury, and Ye Wuque directly used the magic of heaven and earth net to observe the gods, and countless soul threads immediately scattered in all directions.

In the entire sacrificial hall, there was no other living being except himself.

But Ye Wuque did not relax his vigilance.

Or rather!

From the moment he entered the sacrificial hall, he had been fully alert and his spiritual sense was at its maximum.

Based on the clues step by step, he finally found this sacrificial hall, and this hall was the center of the ancient formation under the Xuanmai land!

Somewhere inside it, there must be some secret hidden!

If this secret can be found and thoroughly understood, perhaps a new clue can be found.

However, under the reflection of the power of the soul, the entire sacrificial hall did not have anything strange, nor did it have any fluctuations in the formation.

It was calm and dead silent.

Ye Wuque was not discouraged or disappointed, but continued to sense with all his strength.

"Hmm? There is a passage behind the altar?"

Under the divine art of heaven and earth net, everything was visible, and nothing could escape Ye Wuque's perception. Finally!

He found a hidden passage behind the altar.

Ye Wuque walked to the altar and found that this place was already covered with dust, as if no one had been there for a long time.

And that passage was hidden in the wall, or more precisely, in countless ivy. These ivy were entwined on the wall, not too lush, but lush, adding a hint of vitality to this solemn and dead sacrificial hall.

With a wave of his sleeves, the ivy covering the passage spread out to both sides, revealing the passage. Ye Wuque's internal energy spread out, and his limbs and bones surged with great power. If there was any disturbance, he could strike with thunder at any time.

At the same time, the power of his soul had already flowed into the passage first!

"Another sacrificial chamber?"

After stepping into the passage, Ye Wuque immediately found that the passage was not long, and light could be seen at the end. Under the illumination of his soul power, he already knew that there was a small sacrificial chamber on the other side.

At the end, a small sacrificial chamber appeared.

Inside the sacrificial room, eighteen white candles were burning in all directions, each of which was about the thickness of an adult's arm and about two feet long, illuminating the place.

An unnamed tablet that was almost five times the size of the tablet outside stood in front of the sacrificial room, only this one.

There was no incense offering, only eighteen white candles accompanying it, giving people a sense of loneliness.

An unnamed tablet that was independent of so many unnamed tablets outside!

It was placed alone in this sacrificial room, alone?

But there was no incense offering?

A faint puzzlement flashed through Ye Wuque's mind, but he knew nothing about this place, so naturally he couldn't find the answer at all.

And his soul power had already covered every wall and ground of the entire sacrificial room, and checked everywhere.

But after checking back and forth dozens of times, every inch of the wall and ground, including the unnamed tablet, still found nothing. Just like outside, there was a dead silence, and there was no fluctuation of any formation.

"If there is really a formation fluctuation, it will definitely not be hidden from my perception, let alone the pupil of extinction!"

On Ye Wuque's forehead, the purple-gold vertical pupil had appeared at some point, and there was a sharp meaning in his bright eyes.

He is not only a great soul saint of the Great Sun Realm, but also possesses the pupil of extinction, especially the pupil of extinction, which is extremely mysterious, sees through nothingness, and illuminates everything.

But now there is nothing.

Then there is only one explanation...

There was no formation fluctuation in this sacrificial hall!

"Did I guess wrong from the beginning? The center of the ancient formation is not in this sacrificial hall?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flickered.

All the efforts were just in vain?

Subconsciously, Ye Wuque's eyes swept across the eighteen white candles in the sacrificial room one by one, and finally looked at the nameless tablet, feeling a hint of thorny meaning.

If he really guessed wrong, then things were much more complicated than he had imagined. The mysterious power hidden in the ancient alliance was even more powerful than he had imagined... Wait! !

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes retracted and he looked at the white candle in the southeast corner again, his eyes became extremely sharp.

There was something wrong with this white candle! !