The vast sea of ​​white mist and clouds turned into only one wave, washing over the land, mountains, rivers, and finally towards the ocean.

In front of the Otsuki Royal Tomb, there is a coniferous forest.

A hand slowly picked up a black delicate veil from the ground.

There is a fine willow leaf pattern on one corner of the veil, and a faint fragrance still lingers.

Wei He looked at the veil in his hand and recognized that it was the personal belongings of senior sister Yuan Duzi.

Without saying a word, he raised his head and looked through the woods at the mausoleums in the distance.

It has just been washed away by the virtual mist, and there are still some thread-like mist left here.

From behind, Princess Hanquan approached slowly and looked at him worriedly.

"This is where the Linglong Tower is...but there's no one around..."

The two of them are at least several kilometers away from the mausoleum. If there are people, at least they can see traces of the activities of the people around them from here.

But the two of them were standing here, and no one could be seen around them.

Wei He's eyes fell on the huge royal tomb in the center of the mausoleum. There was a pattern that he was quite familiar with - the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.

It is also a symbol representing Taoism.

And in a place like the Otsuki Royal Tomb, the appearance of such an iconic pattern makes people think about its meaning.

"Come closer and take a look."

Wei He grabbed Hanquan with one hand, jumped up, and rushed toward the Tai Chi diagram like a sharp arrow.

Due to Hanquan's physical limitations, he couldn't go too fast. But it didn't take him long to reach the Tai Chi diagram.

Follow the huge stone staircase in front of the Tai Chi diagram and go all the way up.

Wei He quickly arrived at the entrance and exit where the Yin Yang Fish was.

Standing on a high place, he turned back and looked towards the coniferous forest. But suddenly he looked startled.

"What is that?" Wei He's eyes were fixed.

In the valley in front of the Tai Chi Tu, there are pieces of white rocks scattered everywhere within a distance of several thousand meters.

The shapes of these rocks are very strange, like spheres that have not been polished and rounded.

Each rock sphere is over three meters in diameter.

Wei He looked around and found no other abnormalities. Then he turned back and looked at the entrance of the mausoleum.

The entrance is sealed with a thick sealed stone door.

He reached out and touched it. The crack in the door was blocked from the inside with some kind of special paint glue.

"Do you want to open it?" Han Quan asked from the side.

Wei He reached out and touched it, shaking his head slightly.

"The external environment is different now. If someone is really hiding inside, then if I open this door, I will kill everyone inside."

Along the way, he also gained some understanding of the horror of Xuwu.

Judging from the senior sister's veil, she is probably inside this door at this time.

There are also Emperor Dingyuan, Master Li Rong and other great masters, perhaps all here.

But there was only such a door between them, but he didn't dare to actually open the door and enter.

"If my father and the others are really here, then they will definitely leave contact persons nearby to be responsible for maintaining the external environment here!"

Hanquan warned from the side.

"The person to contact?" Wei He nodded slightly, that was indeed the case.

Even if Da Yue suffered heavy losses, it is impossible for such a large empire to find subordinates with low levels of cultivation and extremely high loyalty.

So there are probably guardians around here.

They may know how to get in touch with the people in the tomb and exchange information.

This judgment flashed through Wei He's mind and he nodded slightly to Hanquan.

"Let's go take a look around."

"good!"

The two quickly went down to the entrance and began a carpet-like search with the mausoleum as the center.

Soon, the two found a lonely mountain villa in a corner at the foot of a mountain.

Inside the villa, a group of veterans wearing special armor is stationed.

"How to contact His Majesty?" The veteran guard general was a burly general named Chen Xiong.

There is no real blood aura on his body, and it is obvious that his bloodline has been devoured by the virtual mist and has almost degraded.

"The general doesn't know either, but His Majesty ordered me to wait here for orders, and when the fixed time comes, I will deliver the supplies to the designated place. We don't know the rest." Chen Xiong shook his head and explained.

He looked at Wei He with a strange look in his eyes.

With this virtual mist sweeping the surrounding environment, Wei He is a famous genius.

If he remembered correctly, this person should have already reached the realm of divine power and was a standard True Blood master.

Why is he not afraid of this disaster?

"Speaking of which, you'd better come a little later. If it's earlier, you might be able to see the previous battle." Chen Xiong was still sighing at this time.

The name of the best master in the world, Black Seal Kunpeng, is remembered by everyone in the Dayue Army.

And this Taoist master who once suppressed Dayue so much that he could not lift his head, faced the ocean-like mist, like a moth to a flame, struggling and resisting crazily.

Those silver spheres floated beside it, rapidly absorbing all the incoming mist.

"A war?" Wei He frowned, "At this time, what kind of war is there?"

Chen Xiong shook his head: "It was the Taoist sect's number one Black Seal Kunpeng who took action to absorb and block the impact of the wave of virtual mist. With such a figure and a huge body of hundreds of meters, it is really..."

He was still a little shocked by the scene he just saw.

"Senior Sister..." Wei He felt awe-struck in his heart. Yuanduzi didn't hide in, but attacked Xuwu with all his strength?

"Have you seen what happened to Black Seal Kunpeng in the end?" he asked hurriedly.

Chen Xiong shook his head.

“I could still see a little bit at first, but then the fog became too thick and I couldn’t see anything.

When the fog dissipates, nothing will be left and everything will disappear."

Wei He's heart felt slightly cold.

Although he believed in the strength of Senior Sister, facing such an endless wave of mist...

Return to the open space in front of the Tai Chi diagram.

Wei He slowly checked over and over again, looking for possible traces.

Soon, he found some blood-like traces and ashes from some potholes on the ground, as well as black feathers and ashes that were more than one meter long.

When he discovered the feathers, these traces that once represented the black-stamped Kunpeng were rapidly turning into sand, shattering, and dissipating.

"Brother Wang Xuan..." Princess Hanquan followed him silently, watching him search for traces around again and again, looking hesitantly in the direction of the Tai Chi diagram every time.

She could tell that Wei He wanted to go in and confirm the safety and news of his important people, but once the stone door was broken, it might bring disaster to the people inside.

Because he was not sure whether the door could be re-sealed after being opened.

It's getting late.

The sickle moon and dots of stars appear in the night sky.

puff.

Wei He sat down on a white stone and stared at the Tai Chi diagram, feeling lost in thought for a while.

"Brother Wang Xuan... Since the people inside can come out to hand over the supplies, we can put the letter in the supplies and give it to the people inside to ask." Han Quan said softly.

"I understand...I just..." Wei He suddenly felt a little scared.

He was afraid that by then, no one would reply to the letter he sent in. He was afraid that the person inside might be dead.

"In any case, since my father and the others have chosen this place, they will definitely make a complete plan and will not let themselves die in vain! Therefore, we can only believe in them!" Han Quan said seriously.

Wei He was a little lost.

At this point, the big moon collapsed and Yuanxi disappeared. It is estimated that few people with true blood and true strength can resist the erosion of the virtual mist.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, all true realms may have become the smoke of the past...

The true energy is cut off and the true beast is extinct.

At this time, he can only break through to the seventh step of Quanzhen, and the path after that will be cut off.

Being able to have the god of gravity protect you from being affected is already a great blessing.
To be continued...