Ye Wuque spoke again.
Hearing this, the nameless deputy palace master showed a strange look in his eyes, and gave a charming smile.
"Sir, do you think we will meet again?"
Again, the answer is wrong.
Ye Wuque did not speak, but his holy eyes flashed between his eyebrows.
A vast and majestic power of the soul was like a large net that directly covered the Wuming Deputy Palace Master!
Physical destruction?
It doesn't matter!
As long as the soul can’t escape!
The nameless deputy palace master didn't seem to notice Ye Wuque's behavior. He still stared at Ye Wuque, and suddenly spoke again and uttered a sentence.
"A thousand-year-old darkroom can be illuminated by just one light!"
Ye Wuque's face was expressionless.
The nameless deputy palace master, however, did not take it seriously and continued leisurely: "The answer to this sentence has always been a mystery..."
"Right!"
"It is said that before Gai Xianyuan died, he actually left behind two pieces of writing. The secrets of the 'Seven-Step Sage King' may be hidden in them. One piece has been found, but the whereabouts of the other piece are unknown."
"Sir, I very much hope that you can find these two manuscripts."
Chapter completed!