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Everything was like this. He restored the scenes of the Witch clan from back then. Mu Wenyun walked slowly and could see everything that happened to the Witch clan.

People's days were quiet and leisurely, like a paradise.

The hot spring was made from spirit energy, but it was still emitting warm mist.

There are also spiritual sources in the sky, its power is the sun, illuminating everything.

The sun, moon, and stars, as well as the spring, summer, autumn, and winter, were all meticulously displayed within this large space.

Mu Huanyun felt that this was very strange. Everything that happened here should have been recreated by the Witch clan. They were amazed at this life, and even more amazed at the fact that the Witch Clan had so many skilled craftsmen who could present these carvings.

All of these were incomparably precious gems and treasures.

It could be said that anything taken out here would be priceless. Even a pebble on the ground would be a high grade spirit source.

If Amu was here, the first thing he would do would be to gather these things.

Mu Wan was looking at the scene in front of her, and not long after, she saw another scene.

In that space, one could only see a vast expanse of fragrant grass. It should be a boundless plain that stretched as far as the eye could see, and on this plain, the Witch Clan lived on.

Mu Wan saw the things in the hands of these Witch clan warriors with her sharp eyes. Those things, whether they were daily necessities or weapons worn on their bodies, were all very advanced.

He had no idea how many years had passed since he had last seen these scenes.

Mu Wan walked over to a statue and reached out to take the sword from the sculpture's waist. It was unknown how much time had passed, but there was not a single speck of dust on the sword.

With a swish, the sword was unsheathed.

The blade of the sword was as thin as a cicada's wing and as limpid as autumn water. Mu Wanjun's wrist trembled as she let out a clear cry that sounded like the cry of a dragon, and she silently said: Good sword!

Such a sword was something that even the current Mystic Moon Continent would not be able to forge.

She held the sword in her hand and saw the Night Pearl in her hand.

This Luminous Pearl was the hardest of all. She exerted some force on her wrist, and the sword shadow only trembled for a moment. With a ding sound, the Luminous Pearl was immediately split into two halves.

Mu Wan picked it up and looked at it carefully. He found that the cut surface of the Night Pearl was abnormally smooth like a mirror. He touched it with his hand, and it didn't slow down at all.

What a fast sword!

Her hand turned, and the blade fell flat on her palm, projecting her image.

In the past, the Witch Clan could forge a sculpture. But from the looks of this sculpture, he was wearing a suit with leather belt around his waist and a pair of black deerskin boots.

This kind of dressing was nothing out of the ordinary for the Witch clan. He was sure that this person's status shouldn't be that high, to be able to carry such a treasured sword.

From this, it could be seen that the Witch clan really had the qualifications to dominate a region in the Mystic Moon Continent.

It was just that on the way there, Mu Yunji discovered that all the statues here were a long scroll depicting the history of the Witch Clan. They depicted the glory of the Witch Clan, the final stages of its decline and its power.

It was abnormally detailed, detailed to the point that almost all of the history of the Witch clan was intercepted and used to carve.

As she walked, she gave off a strange feeling, as if she was a passerby who traveled through countless dimensions to witness everything related to the Shaman Tribe.

Time passed, and the scene changed.

Mu Wanyun saw that the originally peaceful and peaceful Witch clan was finally unable to escape their long-lasting path.

We're here. Later on, she saw internal strife within the Witch clan.

It was an exquisite bamboo house, and everything in the house could be found.

There was a bamboo bed by the window, and an old man was lying on it.

Mu Wan Yun had seen this person before. She also knew that this person was the Shaman Tribe's patriarch. There was a band on his forehead, and it was obvious that he had been cooped up in bed for a long time.

Inside the room, the chief of the Witch clan was lying on his sickbed. Outside the room, there was another young man holding a scepter. There was a smile on his face, and a look of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

It was unknown who created this place, but it was able to carve a person's mood into lifelike shapes on the jade.

Even though he knew it was an ice-cold sculpture, he could still feel the oncoming killing intent.

She could feel the rage and unwillingness in the chief's eyes! He could also feel the outburst of the person outside.

Although it was just a scene, Mu Yingyun seemed to be able to see the ups and downs within it.

A patient young man, concealing his strength to nourish the darkness, accumulating everything in one fell swoop. In the end, it all happened in one fell swoop!

At this moment, Mu Yun's gaze stopped at the corner of the bamboo house not far behind the young man. There was a person standing there. This person was wearing a large cloak, but his clothes were inadvertently revealed on his head.

The embroidery on this corner of the garment was complex and unadorned.

Along the way, the people of the Shaman Tribe usually did not like embroidery on their clothes. Only this person's clothes had patterns embroidered on them.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from that corner of the embroidery, Mu Yunyun guessed that he came from the Great Qin Empire.

After that, in the scenes that followed, there was the addition of this kind of person.

When the Great Qin people appeared, they happened to encounter the Witch clan's internal strife.

This should be the beginning of the dispute between the Witch Clan and the Great Qin Empire that Mu En Ze mentioned.

The internal strife of the Witch clan was divided into two factions.

Seeing this, Mu Yunyun understood everything. This person was the Great Qin Empire's true leader, and because of his appearance, he supported the Witch clan.

It was because of the Great Qin more or less also because of the Witch clan.

This was because the weapons forged by the Witch clan could truly be invincible.

In the whole of the Mystic Moon Continent, the Great Qin had the highest status, receiving the treatment of six countries coming to the kingdom. In other words, this had an absolute relationship with the Great Qin Empire.

The original emperor had helped the young man become the successor of the Witch clan, but up until now, there were no longer any matters related to the Witch clan.

Then what does the northern country have to do with the Witch clan?

Mu Wan couldn't wait to find out what had happened, but she discovered that these sculptures suddenly stopped here.

There was space behind him, but nothing else.

If the sculptor was from that time, either he didn't know what happened next, or the man was already dead.

The life scene of the Witch clan, the underground ice house, everything showed the existence of the Witch clan, the strength of that time, the decline, and their relationship with the Great Qin.

In the past, the Mu family followed the First Emperor, so it was very possible that they were related to the Witch clan. If it wasn't for the ring that Mu En Ze gave her, she wouldn't have been able to enter this place.

However, he didn't say anything else about it.

Mu Wan had been here for a long time, and after seeing this place, she decided to leave. Just as she was about to leave, she tripped, as if she had stepped on something.

She looked down and saw a set of white bones.

No wonder there was no conclusion to the following matter, it turned out that the person carved here was really dead.

She was just about to take a detour when a light suddenly flashed at the waist of the white bone. She looked closer and saw that the light was coming from the hand that the man had placed on his waist. The hand had turned into a skeleton.

However, he still wore a ring on his finger.

Mu Ye's gaze paused for a moment before he reached out to take the ring off.

This ring was made from the exact same material as the one that Mu En Ze gave her. The only difference was that the patterns on the ring were slightly different.

She frowned slightly. This corpse must be a Witch clan member.

Looking at the statues from before, she also noticed that some of the sculptures had a ring on their fingers, and she guessed that it must have been a very prestigious person in the Witch clan who could wear such a ring.

Since it was related to the Witch clan, she might as well keep it.

She still planned to place the ring in the Sea of Bitterness. When no one was around to disturb her, she opened up her Sea of Bitterness, causing a chill to rise. The cold Qi slowly dispersed into the air, becoming more and more ethereal.

The ring sank into the sea of bitterness.

Mu Wanyun found that there were some cracks before the rainbow bridge, but now that the ring had sunk in, the cold air that dispersed into the air began to suck in her Sea of Bitterness.

Countless amounts of spiritual energy entered his body, and these cracks slowly began to mend themselves.

She discovered that she was rapidly recovering from her injuries in the underground ice.

Thus, he sat down cross-legged and guided the spirit energy to recover. The rainbow bridge once again healed up, and not a single gap could be seen anymore. The color of the rainbow bridge also became more and more pure.

The color of Mu Yunji's Sea of Bitterness also seemed to have dimmed a little.

She also felt that it was a bit strange. She wondered if it had something to do with the ring.

She quickly stirred her Sea of Bitterness and rolled up the ring. With one glance, she discovered that the ring she took off from the skeleton had become even more resplendent.

It was originally an unremarkable bronze circle, but now it displayed a dazzling brilliance.

When she put the ring and the ring together, she was shocked.

The two rings were unexpectedly fused into one!

The ring had become slightly wider than before, and the patterns on it had become even more complicated. The overlapping patterns on the ring had formed another type of pattern that was even more mysterious.

Mu Wanyun was shocked, "Could it be that I can collect other rings?"

The ring was like a jigsaw puzzle.

The patterns were beautiful and mysterious, but when they overlapped, they became a different pattern, and the more she looked at them, the more she felt that there was a secret behind them.

Suddenly, her eyes were filled with shock!

Pictures flashed in her mind.

Previously, when she saw those sculptures walking along the road, there were actually not many people who wore these rings! She had a total of seven memories flashing through her mind!

In other words, if she was able to collect all seven rings, she might be able to solve the mystery in her heart.

Was it seven? She wasn't so sure, she wanted to count from the beginning.

But when she put away the Sea of Bitterness and got up, she was startled by what she saw around her!

What sculptures are there here and there?

She opened her eyes and saw that she was inside that ice house, surrounded by those ice walls. She was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ice house, and if she remembered correctly, the place where she was sitting now was probably a cave. She had followed this cave to the bottom.

What was going on?

Through the ice wall, she could see that Huyan outside was still trying to find Mu Wan with his men.

All of that just now was an illusion?