The Demon Emperor Palace is very wide. The palace is built with the most ordinary bluestone, but it is engraved with mysterious runes, Taoist texts, demon texts, etc. containing the imprint of the supreme principles of heaven and earth, making this palace have incredible power.

On the bluestone, there are engraved pictures, and the contents are rich. Ning Wuque looked along the picture and found that these murals were not used for decoration alone. Each picture had a blurry outline, which seemed to depict battles, and the contents inside were somewhat related.

"This is the starting point of all the murals?" Ning Wuque was slightly stunned when standing in front of a pitch-black bluestone wall.

Compared with other murals, this picture carved without any content, just a black ball, no color, no light, no content, nothing. The ball of black is not a black color, but an image, which seems to represent a state.

"Taoism says that Wuji gives birth to Taiji. Could it be that this is Wuji, everything is in a state of nothing?"

Ning Wuque muttered to himself and looked at the second mural. It was also pitch black, but there were flames, yellow sand, strong wind, flood, and large cracks. Ning Wuque seemed to have seen the creatures, but it was too blurry to be able to identify them.

In ancient times, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan collapsed, and the Demon Emperor Palace was robbed. Later, after endless time, the stone carvings here were already very blurred and could not be seen clearly. The following few carvings were almost difficult to distinguish, and I didn’t know what they were painting.

Until the eighth chapter carving, there were sun, moon, mountains, rivers, rivers, gold and stones, etc., which included creatures such as gods and demons, demons, humans, giants, and ferocious beasts. Obviously, here depicts the ancient times, and later times, almost synonymous with the most powerful monk civilization. It is related to the prehistoric world, and its strength is terrifying.

The tenth picture is still in the prehistoric era, with ferocious beasts rampant, demon clan dominating, and the world flourishing. In the center, a towering mountain can be seen vaguely, with a huge atmosphere. The two pictures are engraved with majestic and rough depictions, which depict the vicissitudes and ancient meanings of the prehistoric world.

Halfway through the look, Ning Wuque's eyes fell on the corner at the bottom, and suddenly there was an extra piece of land, "Hmm? What's going on?"

Ning Wuque's eyes fell below the Ninth Fu engraving again. Compared with the two engravings, there was indeed an extra piece of land there. The land was expressed with very messy engraving lines. If you don't look closely, it is difficult to tell whether it is the texture of the stone wall or part of the drawing.

"Did I see it wrong?"

Ning Wuque shook his head and looked at the eleven carvings. The stone carvings here depict the battle of the establishment of the demon clan's heaven. Countless demon clans were fighting. A moment of evil spirit rushed over. Without looking at it, Ning Wuque looked at the bottom. The land that appeared on the tenth carvings disappeared again, and replaced by some wavy stone carving textures. Ning Wuque could guess that this was the sea without thinking.

"Is there a piece of land separated from the prehistoric world? The continent drifted?" Ning Wuque touched his chin and thought of the famous continent drift in later generations, and then shook his head, "No, then why didn't the ninth picture carve out that land?"

"It was that land that appeared here and then disappeared!" The little guy condensed his soul and sat on Ning Wuque's shoulder. He looked at the stone carving with a serious face, with a blurry look of memories in his eyes.

"That land does not belong to the prehistoric world, a big war broke out here!" Looking at the extra land carved in the ninth picture, the little guy said firmly.

"How did you know?" Ning Wuque glanced at the little guy in surprise.

"I don't know, it seems to exist in my memory. Moreover, I seem to have seen this fight. It's too old and many memories are blurred. I'm too weak, otherwise I should be able to remember it, and there are only some vague memories." The little guy's eyes showed a confused look.

Ning Wuque was quite surprised. He originally thought that the little guy should be a descendant of the powerful men in the ancient times, but now it seems that the little guy's age is already on par with the strong men in the ancient times. Otherwise, how could the little guy have watched this battle?

However, there is another possibility that the little guy is the reincarnation of an ancient strong man, and that ancient strong man experienced this battle, so the little guy has a vague impression.

No matter which possibility, the little guy's origin is obviously extraordinary, and he is even comparable to gods and demons!

The last picture carved depicts the scene where the demon clan's heaven dominates the prehistoric world and all demons in the world are respected. There is no substantial content. I walked around the Demon Emperor Palace a few more times. Except for the murals, there are some ancient strange beasts engraved on the stone pillars. There are some introductions on it, all of which are like ancient demon saints, and they are extremely powerful.

The eagle demon, wolf king, Jinghui, and the old dragon realized the will on the stone pillar, seemed to have some experience and devoted themselves to practicing. This kind of cultivation is a kind of tempering of will and realm, and there are some inheritance experiences. Even Nalan Hongye, who has lost his memory, sat cross-legged in front of a stone pillar, with a woman with a human head and snake body carved on it, and was admired by the demon clan.

After discovering that the entire Demon Emperor Palace had nothing to do, Ning Wuque was bored. The little guy told him that the inheritance on the stone pillars was not beneficial to him at this stage. The magic tricks he practiced were enough for him to realize. If he had that leisure, it would be better to calm down and realize the power of blood inheritance.

Miscellaneous but not meticulous is definitely a taboo in practice. Too much skill does not suppress one's body. For mortals, those who practice immortals can still dominate the world and attain the great way. The so-called one method is known to all things. When you practice one method to the extreme, many Taoisms are no problem.

Looking at the throne on the 9th stone steps, Ning Wuque's eyes lit up. This is the Demon Emperor Palace. The throne is where the Demon Emperor once sat. The Demon Emperor has passed away, but the remaining power is still there. The demon clan has never touched the throne. However, Ning Wuque has not had so many concerns. He has not experienced that era and cannot understand the position of the Demon Emperor in the heart of the Demon Emperor.

"The emperor takes turns to do it. This year, when he arrived at my house, the monkey Sun wanted to sit in the position of the Jade Emperor, but was pressed by Tathagata to the foot of the Five Elements Mountain. Now the Demon Emperor is dead, so it's nothing to sit in that position. Maybe there is still the inheritance of the Demon Emperor on it."

Walking up to the throne, the sound of footsteps on the steps echoed in the empty palace. For some reason, Ning Wuque's demon blood was boiling. He seemed to have an illusion that the throne was born to be cast for himself.

"Hey, where is he going?" The old dragon opened his eyes and looked at Ning Wuque who was stepping towards the throne in confusion, and opened his mouth, "He won't want to get involved in the throne of the Demon King, right?"

The sleeves swept away the dust on the throne. The dusty throne emitted a golden luster, illuminating the entire palace, with rays of light, Ning Wuque's mood was peaceful, he felt an unusual atmosphere, and he felt an artistic conception.
Chapter completed!