Zhao Wujiang and Xiaobai used their cultivation to fly towards the main hall on the suspended magma next to the cable bridge.
Almost the entire hall is carved with various complicated patterns.
The door of the main hall was always open, as if waiting for Zhao Wujiang and Xiaobai to step in.
Zhao Wujiang stood in front of the palace door, drawing thunder symbols in the air with his fingers.
Soon, the thunder talisman melted away in his hands.
His left hand has been wrapped in silver-white divine thunder, and his right hand is as black as ink.
He pushed with both palms and blasted towards the main hall.
A black thunder roared and entered the hall in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Wujiang decided to investigate first before going in.
With the help of Black Thunder's perspective, he quickly wandered around the hall.
The main hall has two floors. The first floor is filled with various bronzes and some broken pottery.
On the second floor, there was a painting engraved on the wall of the palace.
Zhao Wujiang was about to shift his gaze with the help of Thunder, when he was suddenly startled and his gaze turned around.
This painting looks similar to the ones I have seen before, but it is actually very different.
The previous ones were all pictures of ancestors offering sacrifices to flowers, birds, insects, and fish, and they were all incomplete.
A painting describes a content.
But the seal-engraved paintings on the wall on the second floor of the main hall describe a continuous and complete story.
Zhao Wujiang looked over one after another, his eyes gradually narrowed.
If he understands correctly, the story on the mural is like this.
[In the Youyu tribe, a sacrificial ceremony is being held.
A young man took the bowl brought by the tribe and drank all the liquid in the bowl.
Then the young man sat on the ground, seeming to be concentrating with his eyes closed, or waiting for something.
The other tribesmen gathered around the young man, dancing, seeming to be praying for him, and seeming to be chanting some incantations.
The tribesmen have different expressions.
Some are sad and weeping.
There are expressions of numbness.
There are expectations.
Some look scared.
I do not know how long it has been.
There seemed to be a change in the young man's body, and his posture became weird. He seemed to be suffering from great pain, and he stretched out his hands to grab the sky.
The boy disappeared, leaving only broken limbs and arms. 】
The next few pictures are all the previous scenes where only the broken limbs and arms are left.
But Zhao Wujiang noticed that in the lower right corner of the screen there was a tribesman holding a sign with numbers written on it.
【one two three four five six】
Zhao Wujiang noticed that the first picture of the boy disappearing or being suspected of exploding to death was numbered one, and the second picture was numbered two.
By analogy, until the seventh picture, the boy appears. Some of the tribesmen in the scene seem to be cheering, while others seem to be in pain.
Zhao Wujiang could tell at a glance that this boy was not the boy before.
The number on the clan sign in the lower right corner is seven.
When he arrived at the mural with the number eight, Zhao Wujiang discovered that the boy was missing, and that there were messy broken arms and limbs.
The number nine, the number ten, until Zhao Wujiang used Thunder's vision to see the wall of the front hall, and then arrived at the number thirty-three on the sign held by the tribesmen.
A new boy appeared, intact, but few tribesmen were cheering in the scene, and the boy looked numb.
Zhao Wujiang seemed to understand something.
He followed the murals and looked from wall to wall.
Sure enough, in all the murals between the numbers thirty-three and one hundred and twenty-five, there was no sign of the boy.
And in the 125th picture, another strange young man appeared.
The boys with numbers seven, thirty-three, and one hundred and twenty-five should all have survived.
The rest of the young men in the previous number were all dead.
This string of numbers is consistent with the string of mysterious numbers that Zhao Wujiang heard in the 22nd Dao Lotus that he must remember.
Although the murals on the walls of the main hall did not include the numbers at the back.
But if there are no accidents, the number of young people who can survive should be five hundred and thirty-six, one thousand one hundred and eight, eight thousand five hundred and sixty-one...
Zhao Wujiang's mind was racing, what did this string of numbers represent?
