C128 (1/2)

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.