At that moment, a figure floated in front of Ye Futian. It was a woman. She was extremely stunning and had an unparalleled elegance.
She was dressed in a long purple dress that fluttered in the wind. She looked like a fairy from the mortal world. Her beautiful eyes also had a purple glow as she stared at Ye Futian.
"Are you observing the starry sky?" the purple-robed woman asked softly.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded.
"Luo Su, I'm a cultivator of music. Just like you, I'm a successor of the Divine Melody. I'm from the Outer Purple Heaven of the Divine Prefecture," the woman introduced. "Perhaps Renhuang Ye and I can become friends."
Ye Futian looked at the woman. The Outer Purple Heaven was naturally one of the top forces in the Divine Prefecture. However, he did not know much about it. The beautiful eyes of the purple-robed empress were clear and flawless, giving people a sense of trust.
Moreover, she volunteered, which surprised Ye Futian. Ye Futian naturally understood what she wanted. She was good at guqin, but what else could it be?
Before this, many people had this idea, but Ye Futian stopped them with the condition of killing Ning Hua. After all, no one would be willing to kill the vice chief of the Domain Chief's Manor of the Donghua Domain just for an opportunity. Moreover, whether they could kill him or not was another matter altogether.
It was definitely a disaster to be remembered by a Domain Chief.
But why did Russell think that he would agree?
Moreover, she had come at the right time.
"Before this, I also sensed this Imperial Star, but I only felt that something was missing. If Renhuang Ye is willing to help, I believe that you will definitely be able to do it in a short period of time. That way, when the seven stars gather, Renhuang Ye will be able to observe them from the outside. Perhaps you will be able to discover the mysteries within and find the location of the eighth Imperial Star." Luo Su continued, "Of course, if Renhuang Ye has other conditions, you can raise them. Only I can fulfill them."
Luo Su's natural and unrestrained attitude made people feel very comfortable. Before, he wanted to give the inheritance to Goddess Taihua, but in reality, he wanted to get close to Taihua Mountain and form a friendship with it. However?
However, Goddess Taihua kept him at arm's length, so he gave up.
Now that Russell had taken the initiative to bring it up, and she was also the successor of the Divine Melody, there was nothing wrong with it.
After all, to him?
In reality, there was no harm done. What if he could gain the friendship of a top-notch force?
He was actually willing.
"Goddess, do you know that I'm good at the Divine Melody?"
"The lost sound of the Great Dao, the rhythm of the Song of the Lost Divine?
How could I not tell? "Russell said with a smile.
Ye Futian nodded. "Alright, if that's the case, I'm willing to be friends with you."
As he finished speaking, a ray of divine light shone from the space between his eyebrows and shot towards Luoso's forehead.
Russell didn't stop him?
Let that ray of light enter his mind?
Faintly enlightened?
He smiled and nodded at Ye Futian, saying, "Thank you, Renhuang Ye.
I'll give it a try. "
"Alright." Luo Su floated up into the sky, her purple dress fluttering in the wind. Her perception spread out as she headed towards the starry sky. Not long after, starlight descended from the starry sky. A powerful rhythm surrounded her, resonating with the Imperial Stars in the sky.
"So fast." A look of surprise came over Ye Futian's face. It seemed that Luo Su had not lied. She had actually been one step away from asking for his help. Thus, she had been able to communicate with the Imperial Star in such a short time.
The seven stars converged, and Ye Futian observed from below. This time, the star chart seemed to have become even more complete.
"Is this a divine matrix?" Ye Futian stared at the star chart in the sky, the flowing starlight, and the shadows of the seven emperors.
Ye Futian was probably the only one who could see the seven silhouettes of the Great Emperors. The rest of the cultivators could only see the divine glory shining down from the Imperial Star. Only those who were bathed in the divine light could sense the existence of the silhouettes of the Great Emperors.
Ye Futian's perception completely entered the starry sky world. It was as if he had merged with it. His consciousness flowed with the starlight. Gradually, he faintly discovered that the flowing starlight and the brilliant emperors seemed to be facing one direction.
A starry sky pattern seemed to appear in Ye Futian's pupils, and it even appeared in his mind.
"It's facing Ziwei the Great." Ye Futian's heart pounded. He faintly felt that he had found some rules. The seven emperors were all facing the direction of Ziwei the Great, so the position of the eighth emperor should be the same.
Moreover, these seven emperors were in different positions, but they were all in the center of the same area. However, he still felt that something was missing.
"What is it?" Ye Futian's mind was spinning rapidly.
The seven emperors were facing Ziwei the Great.
Where was the eighth emperor?
He began to search in the starry sky. He did not know where the emperor's shadow would appear. It would fit in with this star chart and the positions of the other seven emperors at the same time.
Time passed bit by bit. The seven cultivators were still persisting, making the position of the Imperial Stars clearer. At the same time, it also made it easier for Ye Futian to sense the existence of the emperors. For some reason, among all the cultivators in this starry sky, the person they trusted the most was actually Ye Futian.
This had nothing to do with his status or strength. It was simply because Ye Futian had done the best before.
Since he could do the best, then naturally, he had the greatest hope.
Ye Futian seemed to be using the dumbest method to locate the position. Even so, he still could not find it after a long time. This inevitably made the others doubt whether the eighth Imperial Star really did not exist.
After a long time, Ye Futian also became a little anxious. He withdrew his consciousness, and his eyes gradually returned to normal. He sighed in his heart. The starry sky was too vast and mysterious. He could not decipher its secrets. This star chart was beyond his ability.
"I can't decipher it." Ye Futian looked at the cultivators in this starry sky and said. Everyone here had their own ulterior motives, but they all had the same goal: to unravel the secret of Ziwei the Great.
"Is there really no way?" Someone sighed in a low voice. "Ziwei the Great was a Great Emperor from countless years ago. What is the meaning of leaving behind this starry cultivation court? Is it just the inheritance of the seven Imperial Stars? And what is the Heavenly Scroll in Ziwei the Great's hand?"
When Ye Futian heard the other person's words, his gaze slowly turned to the location of the Heavenly Scroll in Ziwei the Great's hand. He was stunned, then he looked in other directions.
At this moment, Ye Futian's heart could not help but beat violently.
"The Heavenly Scroll." Ye Futian's heart trembled. He stared at the Heavenly Scroll in Ziwei the Great's hand. Before, there had been people who wanted to explore the mystery of the Heavenly Scroll, but no one had succeeded. Some people wanted to take it, but it was even more hopeless.
Why must the inheritance left behind by the Great Emperor be a star? Ye Futian thought to himself. It seemed that they had all fallen into a misunderstanding. It was true that there were eight Great Emperors under Ziwei the Great, but why must the Great Emperors obtain the inheritance of the Imperial Stars?
Perhaps, he had found it!
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