Chapter 1545 - 581: Broken Again
Su Mo re-examined the mural.
He discovered that it depicted a desolate scene.
The sky was without sun or moon, endless darkness, and various disasters unfolded ahead.
Living beings wailed amidst this, corpses were everywhere, and raging flames rose, devouring all directions.
In the midst of this, there was a man dressed in rags, who stood tall and stared at the sky, clenching his fists tightly.
Although there were only a few strokes, it looked somewhat simplistic.
Yet the soaring fighting spirit still resonated within those who saw it.
But Su Mo didn’t quite understand what the mural truly meant.
Could it be that it speaks of a time in ancient history when calamities descended upon the world?
The myth of humanity’s defiance against heaven?
"Most murals are exaggerated and have metaphorical meanings.
"It’s not necessarily a natural disaster, it could be a man-made catastrophe..."
Su Mo stared at a corner of the mural, suddenly noticing that around the edge of the ’Heavenly Fire’, a few strokes seemed like dragon scales.
"Black Dragon... Ancient Country?"
Just now, Lei Zhenming suddenly put forth this theory.
He wanted to frame Gu Renzheng at the time, so the content he spoke wouldn’t be false.
According to his words, the reason Sixth Shock came here was also to seek the Absolute Skill of the Black Dragon Ancient Country?
Now within the mural, dragon scales have amazingly appeared.
"Could it be that this so-called disaster is actually brought forth by this Black Dragon Ancient Country?"
Upon this thought, he instantly opened the Martial God Temple map in his hand again and peered at the Dragon Head, pondering silently:
"There’s no time to waste, if Sixth Shock’s goal truly is the Absolute Skill of the Black Dragon Ancient Country, then he must be in the topmost layer now.
"I need to leave this three layered maze quickly, and after defeating Sixth Shock, study the details further."
The thought occurred, about to continue researching the Martial God Temple map, to find the entrance to the next level.
But then Hidden Sword Hermit suddenly stepped forward.
He came closer to the mural and examined it carefully.
This act aroused quite a bit of discontent among the people, though they arrived safely due to Hidden Sword Hermit’s essential assistance, and since he was Su Mo’s friend, despite the discontent, no one dared to openly criticize.
However, the next moment, Hidden Sword Hermit suddenly picked up a small hammer and struck the mural hard.
"Oh no!"
"This this this..."
"Hermit, please calm down!"
This sound seemed to strike everyone’s heart, causing them all to grimace in pain.
Hidden Sword Hermit turned back with a smile, before he could speak, a clanking sound was heard.
The mural abruptly split in two.
Revealing a passage!
Upon witnessing this, Su Mo suddenly realized:
"The person shown on the map... is actually the person in the painting?
"So, at the end of the maze, are there two more murals?"
These words instantly awakened everyone from shock, invigorating their spirits.
Su Mo didn’t hesitate and immediately prepared to move forward with his companions.
But there were also those who intended to stay behind to further comprehend the mural, Su Mo did not stop them.
However, just as Su Mo was about to leave, he suddenly noticed something amiss.
He paused and turned back, only to see Zhen Xiaoxiao standing still, holding the One-legged copper man.
"Xiao Xiao?"
Su Mo lowered his voice as much as possible, his face filled with hope.
Though the mural gave Su Mo the feeling that the higher one’s martial arts level, the more convoluted their thoughts, making insight difficult.
Yet Zhen Xiaoxiao was different.
Despite her high martial arts, her thoughts were as transparent as crystal, without a trace of complexity.
Her eyes were like those of a baby, allowing one to easily see she only thought of pork knuckles, pork hams, roast piglets, roast lambs... and the various dishes featured on menus.
Nothing else.
If the key to understanding the mural wasn’t in the level of martial arts but in a pure mind.
Then Zhen Xiaoxiao would surely meet the condition!
However, before the Martial Character, Zhen Xiaoxiao showed no reaction, even amidst the twelve Mechanical Puppets, all she could think of were pork knuckles.
Su Mo wasn’t sure.
At this moment, he whispered softly to call, if Zhen Xiaoxiao had no response, then it seemed she was truly comprehending the Absolute Skill.
If that’s the case, it would indeed be an unexpected joy.
Then, with Su Mo’s hopeful expression, Zhen Xiaoxiao suddenly came to:
"Huh?"
She looked up at Su Mo, rubbed her plump face, and glanced around:
"Master, are you calling me for a meal?"
"..."
For a moment, Su Mo didn’t know whether to feel disappointed or angry.
There was truly a moment earlier when he believed Zhen Xiaoxiao might have achieved insight, but it seems he was thinking too much.
He couldn’t help but glare at her:
"Didn’t you just eat a big pork knuckle? What meal?"
"...Wasn’t that just a snack?"
She muttered softly, her face pained by grievance.
"Follow up!"
Su Mo couldn’t be bothered to argue with her, for such a huge pork knuckle, an average person would be too full to eat anything else.
This girl, however, treated it as all snacks.
It’s simply outrageous!
Without another word, he continued onward.
Having crossed this level’s gateway, they journeyed upward.
Into the Second Level of the maze.
Utilizing the map in his hand, Su Mo effortlessly led the group through the maze, and soon they arrived before another mural.
Sure enough, it was indeed as Su Mo had previously speculated.
The person in the mural remained unchanged.
However, compared to the first painting, he had aged significantly.
The artistic conception in the painting was no longer the passionate fury of youthful defiance against heaven.