Shen Miao felt a little dizzy. She couldn't tell which way was which, and there were people all around her.

Some people were pulling her away, while others were taking the opportunity to pinch her; the scene was in complete chaos.

Amidst the crowd's agitation, Shen Miao could only helplessly be pushed and shoved around like a sack. Of course, she could have used force to push them away, but that would have made the situation uncontrollable.

Shen Miao, who had just been trying to explain, now completely shut her mouth and stopped talking.

She was just trying her best to squeeze out of the crowd.

"She's trying to escape! Don't let her get away! Grab her and tie her up with a rope!" someone commanded.

Shen Miao felt that her hands were being controlled. She tried to push the person away, but as soon as she pushed one person away, another person would immediately take their place.

Like the waves, one after another.

Shen Miao thought to herself, "I might really have to take action to get out today."

As she was pondering how to minimize the losses, a commotion suddenly broke out beside her. Shen Miao hurriedly looked over and saw a large group of people lying on her left.

The Nine-Headed Serpent is like a demon god, killing gods and Buddhas alike in its path.

At first, some orcs stepped forward to stop him, shouting, "Don't let him take the person away! Stop him!"

But seeing Jiuying's ability to send people flying with a mere wave of his hand, they were too frightened to approach, and instead retreated while shouting, "Has Jiuying gone mad? He actually attacked the tribal orcs! Quickly, capture him!"

"We can't catch him, he's too strong, we can't even get close to him."

Amidst the wailing and lamentation, Jiuying, his eyes bloodshot, no longer tried to stop him; instead, he went to kill people on his own initiative. The beastmen fled in terror, howling and screaming.

The area around the altar was in unprecedented chaos.

"Jiuying, stop! Stop it now!" Shen Miao shouted anxiously.

She was afraid that these beastmen would unite, and even if Jiuying was powerful, it would not be a match for all of them.

As if he hadn't heard, Jiuying chased the tall, burly orc until he screamed in agony, shouting, "Why do you keep chasing me? What have I done to offend you?"

Shen Miao watched with trepidation, but also with a sense of relief.

To be honest, sometimes these foolish orcs deserve some punishment.

As she watched, a surge of passion suddenly welled up inside her. To hell with restraint, she was determined to get revenge. Whoever framed her, she would exact her wrath upon them!

Shen Miao casually snatched a wooden spear from an orc and searched for Shuanghua's shadow in the crowd.

Seeing that things were not going well, Shuanghua was afraid that Jiuying would come over and kill her, so she had already quietly hidden behind the crowd. Shenmiao pulled her out from behind, a beastman, and slammed her to the ground.

"I'm a demoness, and you have to kill me to make a sacrifice? Who told you you're the beast god's daughter?"

Shuanghua stepped back, still stubbornly insisting, "That's what everyone says, it has nothing to do with me."

Shen Miao went up and kicked Shuanghua, making her scream.

"If you hadn't been stirring things up, who would have thought of me in the first place? I think you're the real culprit. You're the one who should have been burned to death. Without you, the tribe would be much less troublesome."

Shuanghua screamed for help, but everyone was too busy protecting themselves and guarding against Jiuying to care about her. Shenmiao beat Shuanghua until she was bruised and swollen before she could finally vent her anger.

On the other side, Qingchen and Xuelang joined forces and finally suppressed Jiuying. Jiuying's appearance was still terrifying, and no one dared to provoke him now.

No one said anything more about killing Shen Miao.

A perfectly good sacrificial ceremony ended so hastily.

After being brought home, Jiuying fell into a coma and slept for three days before waking up, looking even more haggard than before.

He became taciturn and spoke very little. He often sat alone in his room, looking up at the dark ceiling, lost in thought. Shen Miao tried to persuade him, but it was no use.

Qingchen said, "Don't disturb him, let him think about it himself."

"What if I can't figure it out?" Shen Miao asked back.

"Then what you say is useless."

Shen Miao thought about it and realized that made sense, so she stopped bothering Jiu Ying.

That day, Shen Miao prepared a meal and went to call Jiu Ying to come out for dinner, but no matter how she knocked, she couldn't get through. Sensing something was wrong, she broke down the door and found it empty; Jiu Ying was nowhere to be seen.

She checked the contents and found that, apart from a package he had brought from the Golden Crow Clan, he hadn't taken anything else.

Shen Miao held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that Jiu Ying had probably only gone out for a short while and would be back soon, but the next second, she saw a leaf that Jiu Ying had left on the bed.

There were two lines of writing on the leaf. The gist of it was that he had left because the spiritual power within his body was becoming increasingly uncontrollable. He wanted to resolve this problem before returning and asked Shen Miao and Qing Chen not to look for him.

Shen Miao threw the leaf aside and ran out.

Qingchen asked, "He's not here?"

"He's gone. Where could he go alone? And his spiritual power is still so dangerous. He definitely won't go back to his tribe. Is he trying to find a place to commit suicide?"

Shen Miao was so anxious that she spoke without thinking.

Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "Probably not. Jiuying isn't that fragile. He's probably afraid of hurting you and the cubs."

"I'm not afraid!" Shen Miao bit her lip. Having been through so much together, Jiu Ying was already her family and friend. When they met, Qing Chen's leg was still not healed. It can be said that Jiu Ying had given her a lot of help.

Shen Miao simply cannot accept leaving like this.

The children chimed in, "We're not afraid of Uncle Jiuying either."

Shen Miao composed herself and said, "Then how about Mother goes to find Uncle Jiuying and bring him back?"

"Okay," the children said in unison.

Qingchen disagreed somewhat, but Shen Miao quickly said, "I will be careful. I will look for it nearby, and if I can't find it, I will come back immediately."

Then, without waiting for Qingchen to speak, he continued, "You don't need to come with me. Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, and I can't let you come along."

She had said everything, and Qingchen could only watch her leave.

Shen Miao didn't know where Jiu Ying would go, so she first searched the surrounding area thoroughly. When she couldn't find him, she started looking further away. As she searched, she ended up trapped in a bamboo forest.

Walking around, it was always the same place. Shen Miao sensed something was wrong and made a mark on a tree. Sure enough, the next time she turned back, she saw the mark.

Is she trapped in a maze of ghosts?

It is said that if you encounter a ghost wall, it is best not to go any further, because no matter which way you go, you will not be able to get out. But Shen Miao cannot sit there and not move. She does not know when this ghost will disappear. By the time it disappears on its own, Jiu Ying will have disappeared.

After a moment's thought, Shen Miao decided that she could not sit idly by and wait for her fate, but would take the initiative to break through the impasse.

Ultimately, the "ghost wall" illusion is just a trick.

Shen Miao stretched out her hand, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted, spreading outwards and indiscriminately attacking everything around her.

When the spiritual energy dissipated, the surroundings had changed completely.