Chapter 4571: She Slept

Two quasi-spirits died in the ancient alliance of gods in one day!

Such news completely detonated the entire ancient alliance of gods, causing the entire ancient alliance to boil.

But the strange thing is that none of the Nine Meridians disciples felt panic or sadness. Everywhere they went, they clapped their hands and cheered, the crowd was excited, and they spit and cursed Yelan and Hua Teng until they could not rest in peace after their death.

And Ye Wuque, who powerfully killed Hua Teng and Yelan, once again became the idol in the hearts of countless Nine Meridians disciples throughout the Ancient God League!

Especially before killing Yelan, Ye Wuque's behavior of openly disobeying Lingzi's decree made the blood of countless Nine Meridians disciples boil.

After sending Mu Daoqi and the others back to Xuanmai Sixue Peak to continue recovering from their injuries, Ye Wuque left again and walked slowly within the ancient alliance.

Wherever he passed, countless disciples of the Nine Meridians looked at him from a distance, their eyes full of endless awe and enthusiasm!

Ye Wuque headed towards the east of the ancient alliance. Compared with his calm expression, there was actually a faint sense of expectation surging in his heart at this moment.

The goal of his trip was the Ancestral Master Hall.

After returning from Haijiao Pass, Ye Wuque originally wanted to go to the Ancestral Hall to deliver the task to the Taicang Patriarch, and then get the remaining half of the quasi-spiritual authority to complete the authority, and then go to the Xuanmai Sacrifice Hall .

It was only because of the matters involving Mu Daoqi and the others that he was delayed. Now that everything was done, he would naturally not delay any more.

Soon, Ye Wuque stopped moving forward and looked towards the small valley that appeared in front of him. The ancestral hall had arrived.

A sense of tranquility and tranquility overflowed, and Ye Wuque slowly walked to the entrance of the valley.

Buzz!

In the next moment, the two voids twisted, and the two bronze guards responsible for guarding the Ancestral Hall reappeared.

"See Master Ye!"

"See Master Ye!"

A sonorous and hoarse voice sounded, and the two bronze guards saluted Ye Wuque respectfully.

"Come to the Patriarch Hall to deliver the mission."

Ye Wuque spoke lightly.

"Master Ye, please!"

The bronze guard stepped aside and made an inviting gesture towards Ye Wuque.

After all, Ye Wuque had already been here once, so he was familiar with the road and walked into the valley.

Seeing again the lush and towering ancient trees in the valley, the dense shade, and the gentle majesty, Ye Wuque's heart became more peaceful at this moment.

At the end of the ancient trees, the Patriarch Hall comes into view.

It still stands there, peaceful, quiet and distant, as if it has remained the same despite the passage of time.

Approaching the ancestral hall, Ye Wuque once again felt the faint charm of Taoism, the harmony of heaven and man, and the natural atmosphere of Taoism.

His current strength is legendary and invincible, so he naturally has a deeper feeling for the Ancestral Master Hall.

In front of the Ancestral Master Hall, Ye Wuque stopped and said slowly and politely: "Xuanmai Quasi-Spirit Son Ye Wuque came to the Ancestral Master Hall to deliver a mission."

This time, the door of the Patriarch Hall opened slowly, and no voice of the skinny old man came out.

Ye Wuque walked into the Ancestral Master Hall again.

The smell of incense hit my face, and there was still a simple altar table and the statue of Grandmaster Taicang.

In the corner of the statue, the skinny old man was still sitting there quietly, his face unrecognizable.

"I've met senior!"

Ye Wuque saluted and greeted the skinny old man.

The skinny old man's lifeless body moved slightly, and his blurry face seemed to glance over, but he did not speak.

Ye Wuque didn't care, but he glanced around the ancestral hall, but he didn't find the cute Pan'er.

"I dare to ask senior... Where is Pan'er?"

Ye Wuque asked the skinny old man.

brush! !

The next moment, Ye Wuque only felt a vicissitudes of life and cold eyes falling on his face like a sharp sword.

The skinny old man stared at him, which made Ye Wuque feel a kind of creepy feeling.

Facing the skinny old man in the Wind and Fire Catastrophe realm, the current Ye Wuque was too far behind.

The atmosphere in the Patriarch Hall seemed to have become dead and stagnant!

"She's asleep."

Finally, the hoarse and vicissitudes of voice of the skinny old man sounded.

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed.

Naturally, he could tell that the skinny old man's answer meant that he would not be able to see Pan'er this time.

Ye Wuque was also a little surprised by the strange attitude of the skinny old man. However, as the daughter of the alliance leader, Pan'er must have been specially entrusted to the care of the skinny old man, so naturally he was not qualified to intervene.

The skinny old man had told him last time that Pan'er was born special, and his current state was even more special, and he needed to stay in this ancestral hall to maintain his condition.

Even the power of the soul cannot sense Pan'er's existence.

"Thank you, senior, for informing me."

Pan'er's big innocent and kind eyes appeared in his mind, and Ye Wuque also felt a little regretful that he didn't see them this time.

Suppressing his thoughts, Ye Wuque walked to the statue of Patriarch Tai Cang, picked up three incense sticks on the altar table, lit them, inserted them into the incense burner, and then saluted.

As this series of actions was completed, the pair of eyes looking ahead on the statue of Patriarch Taicang came alive at this moment, slowly lowered and stared at Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque, who had been prepared for a long time, met his vision, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

The next moment, his mind came to that inexplicable space again, and a figure slowly appeared, sitting cross-legged, it was Patriarch Tai Cang.

"Disciple has met Patriarch Tai Cang!"

Ye Wuque saluted immediately.

The moment Grandmaster Taicang saw Ye Wuque, a faint unexpected smile appeared on his face.

"It has only been half a year since you accepted the trial mission, but you have already returned to the ancestral hall."

"How did the mission go?"

Ye Wuque did not speak, but with a thought, the head of the Great Ghost General Cha Luo suddenly appeared in his hand.

Taicang Patriarch took a look and immediately showed an undisguised smile of admiration on his face.

"The Great Ghost General of Jiuyou is not simple."

"In just half a year, you have successfully killed a Great Ghost General. Ye Wuque, you are indeed amazing enough."

"However, your mission is to kill three quasi-ghost generals of Jiuyou. What about the remaining two heads?"

Faced with the inquiry of Taicang Patriarch, Ye Wuque shook his head gently and said respectfully: "Reporting to the Patriarch, I only killed one Great Ghost General and brought back only the head of a Great Ghost General."

Hearing this, Taicang Patriarch did not show any extra expression, but just nodded gently and sighed gently.

But just when Ye Wuque was about to continue speaking, Taicang Patriarch's words sounded first.

"Sure enough..."

"You still encountered an invincible danger and chose to give up."

"Ye Wuque, you have done very well."

"It is foolish to do something knowing that it is impossible. It will only waste your life."

"You can recognize all this and decisively choose to give up and return. It means that you must have grown and been tempered in this trip to Haijiao Pass."

"For you now, it is still too difficult to kill three great ghost generals alone."

"But I am very happy that you can come back alive and safely."

"After all, there is only one Saint Haoxuan."

"But you don't need to be discouraged. After all, there is only one Ye Wuque in the world. As long as you can absorb..."

The voice of the Grandmaster Taicang was suddenly interrupted!

The pair of unpredictable eyes like the starry sky were now round, staring at the other two bloody heads that suddenly appeared in Ye Wuque's hand without blinking, as if the head was hit by a hammer, and the body was motionless! (To be continued)