Chapter 7587: : Saw it!

There were at least two creatures disembarking from each floating battleship, and as many as a dozen.

In a moment, the open space was almost filled with figures.

Those who are qualified to be invited to Wu Zhijie to pay condolences in the mourning hall are naturally well-known forces in the five splendid realms. Therefore, every living being looks extraordinary and has an extraordinary aura.

However, at this time, every creature's face had a hint of trance and sigh.

Wu Kun is such a god!

The sole ruler of the Wu Realm, the aloof True God.

I don’t know how many gods are the ultimate goal, a being that comes from the heart of awe and fear.

Unexpectedly, he turned into a Tao and died!

If the true God exists, will he die?

For a time, countless creatures felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness and confusion.

"Welcome to the realm of Wu..."

At this moment, a deep voice of a middle-aged man came from the front, with a solemn tone.

A large number of Wu Zhijie creatures in mourning clothes stood there, and the one who spoke was the leader, a middle-aged man.

The aura of someone who has been in power for a long time proves his extraordinary status...

"Master Wu!"

…

Representatives of all the forces present clasped their fists and spoke, revealing the identity of this middle-aged man.

The contemporary head of the "Wu Family", the dominant family in Wu Zhijie.

among many living beings.

At this time, Ye Wuque and Butler Wang looked inconspicuous and seemed extremely gregarious.

And Ye Wuque's eyes had been looking in a direction in front of Wu Zhijie without blinking since he stepped off the floating battleship!

"Senior Sixty-Six's true form is in that hall."

Under the reverse tracking of Xiangsi Emperor Technique, at such a close range, Ye Wuque almost instantly determined the location of Senior Sixty-Six's body.

End of sight.

At what seems to be the center of the Wu Realm, there is an unimaginably large and simple hall.

This hall seems to be the center of the entire Wu Realm, possessing the supreme status!

But now this hall is covered with countless elements, filled with sadness, which makes people feel solemn.

"Master Taizu's coffin is now in the main hall of the mourning hall. Everyone, please follow me."

The head of the Wu family spoke again, and the "Lord Taizu" he spoke of naturally referred to True God Wu Kun.

People from the Wu family immediately began to lead the way, and thousands of representatives from various splendid realms immediately followed behind.

With great force, they headed towards the main hall of the mourning hall.

No one seemed to speak, and there was solemnity between heaven and earth, but countless creatures were looking at each other, their eyes flickering.

True God Wu Kun was the only master of Wu Zhijie. Now that he has fallen, Wu Zhijie may be in trouble again.

As the saying goes, people's minds change. If the Wu family loses the true **** Wu Kun, can they still suppress everything?

This is something that the representatives of the forces from the five splendid realms cannot help but think about.

I'm afraid Ye Wuque was the only one who was not distracted at the moment, staring at the huge mourning hall in front of him, his eyes flashing constantly.

Quietly, I realized that the power of chaos has already radiated throughout the entire Wu Realm!

Including this mourning hall.

With careful perception, Ye Wuque could clearly "see" that in the main hall of the mourning hall, a gorgeous coffin was laid out horizontally, filled with incense and filled with mourning.

Inside and outside the entire hall, overtly and covertly, powerful false gods have been stationed for a long time.

Unsurprisingly, they are members of the Wu family, responsible for guarding the mourning hall of True God Wu Kun, and there is no room for failure.

But the next moment!

Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly!

Because just behind that gorgeous coffin, at the end of the hall, are filled with all kinds of treasures, weapons, and rare treasures.

Obviously, it should have been owned by True God Wu Kun during his lifetime.

But among these rare treasures, there is an incomplete giant cauldron with only two-thirds left!

Leaning there quietly, there was deathly silence.

Among the treasures, it looks inconspicuous at all, as if it is just making up for the number.

"Senior Sixty-six..."

A captivating light flashed deep in Ye Wuque's eyes!

Even without the reverse tracking of Xiangsi Emperor, Ye Wuque at this time could still confirm that this incomplete giant cauldron was none other than the Sixty-Sixth Senior.

Finally found!

Among the crowd, the disguised Ye Wuque looked pale and arrogant, perfectly fitting the look of a **** as the "third young master of the Qin family".

But in the bottom of his heart, the suppressed cold murderous intention had been cleared away again!

Turning his eyes, Ye Wuque "looked" at the gorgeous coffin in front of him again.

His False God power was blocked.

This coffin seems to have been refined by true god-level power a long time ago, and it cannot penetrate at all.

Perhaps, True God Wu Kun had anticipated this before his death to prevent him from being able to rest in peace after his death, so he sealed his coffin just in case.

"Another situation is..."

Ye Wuque's eyes became deep, and he spoke to Butler Wang on the side and said, "When the True God Wu Kun died, were there any signs of death inside and outside Wu Zhijie?"

Once the true **** falls, no matter what the cause of death, there will always be a phenomenon of death.

Rain of blood and thunder shook the sky and the earth.

Ye Wuque knew it all too well, because he had nailed and killed a true **** with his own hands and witnessed it with his own eyes.

If the true **** Wu Kun really dies, there will definitely be visions of his fall. If not...

"Replying to the master's words, at that time, the entire Wu Realm should have rained blood, and there were mournful thunders. It can't be wrong! This can almost be felt in the five splendid realms. The true **** fell, and the vision was really Earth-shattering! It’s too scary!” Steward Wang quickly replied, with a deep sense of shock still in his tone.

Hearing this, Ye Wuque was thoughtful.

At this time, thousands of representatives had arrived at the main hall of the mourning hall. Looking around, they immediately saw the gorgeous coffin enshrined with incense.

All representatives of the forces showed solemn expressions at this time.

"I also ask you all to form a queue and enter the palace one by one to offer incense to Lord Taizu."

The voice of the head of the Wu family sounded.

All representatives of the forces nodded slowly. A true **** deserves their courtesy, even if he has fallen.

The incense burning started immediately. A line of hundreds of people, holding three sticks of incense, slowly approached the coffin in the hall, bowed and bowed.

No one spoke, everyone looked solemn.

Ye Wuque's position is in the middle. According to the order, it almost takes a while before it is his turn.

At this time, without using the power of the virtual god, Ye Wuque could clearly see the incomplete giant cauldron of the sixty-six seniors behind the gorgeous coffin.

It was covered with cracks and dull, as if there was only an empty shell left.

Ye Wuque watched intently.

The incense filled the entire mourning hall and rippled slightly.

Across the incense, Ye Wuque's murderous intention stirred in his heart!

The faces of the sixty-six seniors in the memory reappeared.

But now, the body is so mutilated and dim, and the torture it has suffered is unimaginable.

But the more this happened, the calmer Ye Wuque became.

“It was displayed loudly and loudly, as if for fear that no one would see it…”

"The magnificent sealed coffin..."

"The chronology seems to be flawless..."

"The flawless vision of falling..."

Ye Wuque murmured to himself.