y door and pester me, I'm not afraid. Just so happens that there are a lot of reporters outside my house right now, if you’re not afraid of making things big, then come on... That's it, we're going ba...The Mi Jiang Buddhist temple was deserted.

Even the altar of the Guiling was empty.

The snake pit was empty of serpents, and the toad's subterranean palace held no more of that arrogant guiling as large as a hill.

My Bai Ni, Xuan Yue, Ai Yao's Ling Zhen, and Feng Hun, who was always quiet... they have all disappeared.

Only ruins remain.

Here it's like an abandoned ancient village, empty and lifeless.

Besides the plants, all other living creatures had vanished without a sound.

“Perhaps the altar activated by that amulet is a reversal formation. Even the gods could use it to manifest their own Pure Lands. Perhaps the reversal formation transferred all the beings in the Mi Jiang School of Magic to an unknown place.” The Heavenly Emperor frowned slightly.

"Master, you don't even know about the ancient divine shaman"

Since they were figures from ancient times, wouldn't it be thousands of years It wouldn't be difficult to erase their traces... Perhaps they had foreseen that descendants would one day be forced by the world... Leaving a backup is not uncommon.

Forced by the world...

I looked at this lifeless forest, not knowing what to say.

There used to be people here, animals, and fireworks.

Now there is only silence.

Even the sound of the wind rustling through the trees had disappeared.

I went back to the place where Mu Wanchen and I had our first intimate encounter. That day, the magical secret realm with its hanging river and shimmering lake was gone, leaving only rolling mountains, withered trees, and no birds in sight.

Everything is gone.

The voice in my mind that sighed and uttered "Three thousand years of ethereal dreams, finally returning to the source" no longer offered any further guidance.

It's as if my memories have been erased, familiar scenes now gone.

If the crumbling Witch King's Citadel weren't shrouded in layers of vines, I would think I'd taken a wrong turn.

The dark clouds at the edge of the sky dissipated, but the winter sky remained so overcast.

Even the morning light couldn't be seen, only the sky was tinged with a pale white like the belly of a fish.

"Little Yin Luo, listen to me... Don't go anymore." My little mistress pulled on my sleeve.

"Such a mysterious matter, how could it be missed If the altar in the tomb was left behind by the ancestors of the Witch Clan as a 'back door', then it would definitely take everyone..."

"You walked half the night, your body can't take it! You have to go home and rest quickly, make up for it. Look at you since you were pregnant, you've been running around outside all the time, and often feeling depressed, this is not good for the child!"

"Listen to me... This kind of stubbornness, even Mu Wanchen wouldn't want to see it. He doesn't let you go in because he doesn't want you to get hurt, not even a fright! He doesn't want to be separated from you, and he certainly doesn't want to make you resent him... You being so reckless with your own body isn't good for you or the child."

"...There's no one here anymore."

The little wife followed me for a long time. We made a big circle and returned to the damaged camp.

A hastily built shack was knocked down by Bai Ni's tail, scattering debris across the campsite. The fire had died out, leaving behind only a cold, desolate mess.

My junior wife and I stood in the center of the camp, staring at the scattered baby clothes and garments left behind by the fleeing refugees. We were both stunned into silence.

The little wife couldn't bear to see this. She was already soft-hearted, and after having three children, she especially couldn't stand to see the children suffer.

Her eyes were just red-rimmed when she heard a male voice coming from afar.

"Damn, who bullied you, Xiao Qiao!"

I was startled and turned my head to look. It was actually Master Yun Fan! He walked over from the edge of the charred forest, one foot deep, one foot shallow.

"Brother, you're here." The young wife rubbed her face.

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"I'm late, aren't I It's like this here already……Master Huqing and a few members of the Shen family originally wanted to check out that shrine's eye, but they were sealed off by Ji Dou and Jiang Qiyun Mu Wanchen. They didn't dare form another array for fear of conflict." Yun Fan's master, Jing Zhantj, walked to the edge of the camp.

"These old trees here are practically spirits, aren't they Look at how all their roots have sprouted out, trying to grow legs and run away!" He grumbled as he looked at me, "Little Yin Luo, what are you doing stuck in this place for so long Come home with me! You're pregnant and still a child. Don't be so reckless with your health. Even if I don't care about your father or your senior brother, I have to scold you!"

"...Yeah." I mumbled.

Yun Fan's master was taken aback: "… How are you so calm I thought you'd be crying and making a fuss again. About the Wuzhu clan... Honestly, we outsiders really can't interfere. They have their own beliefs and system."

“I’ve heard from storytellers before about the Ten Witches of Ling Mountain who are said to reside in the upper realms… Apparently, these divine witches already possessed divine powers but acted from a human perspective, showing immense favoritism toward mortals. This often led them to defy heaven and earth, leaving the powerful figures in the upper realms utterly astonished.”

“But there's no other way. According to legends, the Ten Witches of Ling Mountain are incarnations of Nu Wa. No one dared to disrespect them. Later, to avoid accumulating too much resentment from the Upper Realm, the Ten Witches gradually disappeared... Perhaps they died, or perhaps... they simply vanished.”

I sighed, "Master Yunfan, your good friend Ji Tianjun also went into the mausoleum with Mu Wanchen. We still don't know what happened to him... He just vanished."

As soon as his words fell, another man's voice came from behind Master Yunfan: "If you want to know what's going on, it's not difficult. Just open the tomb."

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the person with some anger. You say open what Mu Wanchen protects I'm locked outside! Furious, I haven't even thought about destroying it! Who do you think you are——

"Cough cough cough... Young Master Lin, you, how did you come here!" Before I could even get angry, my momentum was extinguished. I was so nervous that I secretly clenched my hands.

Seeing Lin Yanhuan here, does it mean that someone else has followed him into this realm of magic After all, he is never far from his bodyguard.

"Miss Yin Er, there's no need to be so alert. I came with Mu Yunfan, but I have a transmitter on me." He pointed to his chest.

"...Master Lin, what are you doing here... This place is not easy to leave."

"You, a pregnant woman, can go there I can't" He smiled faintly and glanced at me.

I pursed my lips and remained silent. It's better to say less than more, anyway, since he came in himself, he would certainly explain his intentions.

Yun Fan, my master, whispered beside me, "Lin Yanhuan is one of us. You can tell him things you wouldn't say to others, he's trustworthy... Of course, there's no such thing as someone who keeps secrets perfectly. You can trust him about seven or eight parts."

"...Seven or eight out of ten What about the rest" I asked, puzzled.

Lin Yanhuan is not a close friend with Yunfan, his master, and his junior wife How come, even with such a good relationship, he can only trust them seven or eight points

Yun Fan, the master, smiled wryly with a hint of helplessness: "Xiao Yin Luo, given his status and position, he has to sacrifice many things for the safety of his country and family. He's even willing to sacrifice himself, let alone his loved ones... This is understandable, isn't it"

"Oh…" I nodded.

Yun Fan, my master, rubbed my head. "Alright, you're so young and pregnant. Don't overthink things. We'll handle the practical matters for you. As for Mu Wanchen... with his brother-in-law Jiang Qiyun there, he'll also help you. Of course, it has to be done subtly... By the way, Xiao Qiao, where is Jiang Qiyun"other made a sound in her throat, probably asking who I was.I turned on my phone's flashlight, and she flinched, turning her head away sharply and squeezing her eyes shut.Her skin was loose and wrinkl...