C402 (2/2)
After Mu Wanjun took care of and repaired the Great Qin Nation Imperial Palace, she changed the layout and used the terrain of the mountain to build. The map of the Imperial Palace was extended all the way to the area below the Tai Yan Mountain Range where the Great Qin Dragon Veins were.
She went around the walls of the nine gates of Imperial Palace and headed towards the depths of the Tai Yan Mountain Range.
When Zuo Chenfeng saw the direction she went, he stopped his horse at the end of the wall.
That was the Witch clan's territory! It was a forbidden zone!
He would absolutely not dare to enter without the king's permission. It was because that place looked like a flat road, but it was filled with the witch clan's seals, and if he wasn't careful he would get lost and never come out again. He knew that his power was limited, so he gave up.
Mu Wanjun had the finger ring of the Witch Clan. She was the master of the Witch Clan, and had a very high position amongst the Witch Clan.
She urged her horse to go straight in, while Ye Zi and Rong Chu waited at the entrance early in the morning.
After the three of them met up, they rode their horses in.
Once he stepped into the seal, Mu Wanjun saw a smooth and spacious path. What Ye Zi saw, however, was a dark and serene tunnel. From the end of the tunnel, he heard the faint sound of a baby crying.
But what Rong Chu saw was a black hole. Inside the black hole, there was the sound of water flowing, and the cold air s immediately pounced on him. It was the Da Xia's secret prison, and he had once spent his darkest days inside it.
However, these were all illusions of the Witch Clan! In order to protect their territory at the entrance, they would let others see the most terrifying scene in the depths of their hearts.
Upon seeing this scene, the trespasser would choose to withdraw.
As Mu Wanjun was riding on her own, she suddenly realized that she was the only one left. She turned her head to look, only to see that Rong Chu and Ye Zi had stopped in their tracks.
Mu Wanjun frowned, she looked around, and other than the dense fog, there was nothing strange about this place.
She called out to them, but still did not feel anything.
”Hey!” As she slowly urged her horse back, she felt a shadow flash in front of her, and she shouted in a deep voice: ”Who is it? ”Come out!”
”It's me!” The one who spoke was a Witch clan girl. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders and a colorful ribbon was tied to her forehead, hanging on both sides of her face.