I am afraid that not many ordinary people have experienced this opportunity to dig their own "grave" by themselves. At least in Yesha and Ye Mei's hearts, they cannot guess Jun Wuyao's psychological activities at this moment. They have never seen Jun Wuyao feel any displeasure along the way, and they always have a smile on their faces.

The two can only choose to remain silent.

Anyway...

As long as it is what the eldest lady wants, the Lord will not give anything...

After a little rest, everyone returned to their peak state and immediately embarked on the final path to open the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum!

The roads they took before have become extremely simple now. After determining their orientation on the map, they only need to keep the direction unbiased to find the final destination.

With the guidance of the map, Jun Wuxie and the others could avoid most of the dangers. The poisonous fog was heavy and the cold air was biting. They swallowed the pills to detoxify and only needed a small amount of spiritual power to maintain their own temperature. With the second arrival, everything seemed to have become much simpler.

But this simplicity is something that many people exchanged for blood and life. Every place and every mark on the map is made of piles of corpses piled up like mountains.

Just like the complete map in Jun Wuxie's hand, it was also soaked in blood.

This trip took several days, and they had no chance to rest, so they could only support their spirits with their spiritual power.

Even if there is a map, they dare not take it lightly.

Bypassing the deadly monster and walking through the muddy swamp, Jun Wuxie and the others finally arrived at a place they had never set foot before.

The temperature at that place suddenly dropped by several degrees, and the flexible beads in Jun Wuxie and his friends illuminated the darkness.

However, the light of the stars shone out from the fog, not dazzling. It passed through some fog, but it kept flashing.

"How could there be light in this...?" Qiao Chu was stunned for a moment. The scattered lights were so real. There was light appearing in this dark fog, which made them feel a little incredible.

Qiao Chu tried to take a step forward in the exam and capture the strange light, but Hua Yao decisively pulled him back.

"That's not light." Jun Wuxie raised his head slightly, looked at the small light hidden in the fog of Ru Fanxing, and his eyes narrowed slightly. She took out a flexible bead the size of a goose egg from the Qiankun bag, and poured a lot of spiritual power into it, and threw it out to the front.

The huge spiritual fire beads streaked into the fog with bright flames, instantly illuminating an area ahead of them.

It was a crystal clear glacier, with sharp ice thorns standing on the ice layer, scattering hideously like monsters’ fangs. Spiritual fire beads as big as goose eggs rolling between the ice thorns. Every time they hit the ice layer, a crisp jingle sound would be made.

The ice thorns, like mirrors, constantly refract the light of the spiritual fire beads, conveying light to each other, instantly illuminating a large area...

The whole piece of ice thorn stood in front of Jun Wuxie and the others. In the ice-blue ice layer, you could vaguely see the bones wrapped in the ice layer, the snow-white human bones scattered frozen and ice cubes, like strange patterns, with a hint of strange beauty.
Chapter completed!