"Someone come quickly, find a wizard!"
It seemed as if countless images were impacting Wu Jin's consciousness in his mind. Those images were chaotic, but one figure gradually became clear - that was Ning Jie's figure.
Ning Jie's face kept appearing in his mind, his calm and deep eyes seemed to see through everything.
"Ning Jie...how could it be him?"
Wu Jin was stunned. He really couldn't understand why Ning Jie's figure appeared in his memory.
An ominous premonition arose in his heart. He knew very well that this matter was by no means simple and that there must be a huge crisis hidden in it.
Wu Jin endured the headache and stood up. His face turned extremely pale, but there was a look of fear in his eyes.
"What on earth is going on?"
He muttered to himself.
He knew that this matter was of great importance and he had to find out the reason.
So he hurried towards the secret altar deep in the base.
Along the way, his steps were a little staggering, but his eyes were extremely firm.
With every step he took, he could feel his heartbeat accelerating. The unknown fear was like an invisible hand, tightly gripping his heart.
Coming to the secret altar, this altar is the most mysterious place of the witch clan and will only be activated during major events.
The altar was covered in ancient runes, which emitted a mysterious light, as if telling the ancient history of the Wu clan. Wu Jin stood in the center of the altar, took a deep breath, and began to perform a mysterious ritual.
As he muttered to himself, the air around him began to distort, and mysterious runes appeared around the altar.
The runes flashed with a strange light, which became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire secret room.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds rolled in, and the originally clear sky was instantly shrouded in darkness.
The entire Wu Clan settlement was shrouded in darkness, as if plunged into an endless night. Time seemed to have stood still, and everything fell into an eerie silence.
The wind stopped blowing, the birds stopped singing, and even the soldiers' breathing seemed to be frozen.
At this moment, a huge figure appeared in the sky, it was the embodiment of the will of heaven.
Its body is extremely huge, towering in the sky like a mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring aura, as if it is the master of heaven and earth.
Its body is made up of light, and the flickering light seems to contain the mysteries of the universe.
Wu Jin raised his head and looked at the Will of Heaven, his eyes filled with both awe and eagerness:
"What on earth is going on? Why did I suddenly think of Ning Jie?"
The Will of Heaven roared angrily, and the sound exploded in Wu Jin's ears like thunder, causing his eardrums to hurt.
"Idiot! This is all your fault. You used the time and space prison formation created by the ancient Human Emperor, but you didn't know the secret of this formation. Your reckless action accidentally caused Ning Jie to return to a hundred thousand years ago."
When Wu Jin heard this, he was shocked and his face turned as pale as death.
"What? Going back a hundred thousand years... This... This will change history!"
His body trembled slightly, and a deep fear surged in his heart.
He knew very well that once history changed, the entire world would undergo earth-shaking changes, and the witch clan would most likely be completely wiped out in the long river of time.
It took countless years for the Wu Clan to develop to its current size and status. He couldn't bear to watch the Wu Clan go to destruction because of his own mistakes.
"Then...then is there any way to save it?"
Wu Jin asked tremblingly, with a hint of pleading in his voice.
The will of heaven snorted coldly.
"A Human Emperor existed in a time and space one hundred thousand years ago. I cannot arbitrarily control what happened there. And you, too, cannot go back a hundred thousand years, because you already existed in that time and space. If you force yourself to go back, the order of time and space will completely collapse. At that time, the entire world will be plunged into chaos, and the consequences will be unimaginable."
Wu Jin was furious for a moment. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. Blood flowed out, but he felt no pain.
There was a mad glint in his eyes.
"Is there no other way? I can't just watch the witch clan be destroyed!"
He roared unwillingly, and his voice echoed in the silent station.
However, the will of heaven did not respond to him. The huge figure gradually disappeared, leaving Wu Jin alone in the darkness, his heart filled with despair and helplessness.
…
At this moment, in the Palace of the Human Emperor a hundred thousand years ago.
The atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, ready to explode at any moment.
Everyone was in a panic, and everyone's face was filled with worry and fear.
The soldiers gripped their weapons tightly and looked around vigilantly, while the ministers talked in low voices, their voices filled with anxiety.
At this moment, Qiu Yuebai's sudden appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.
Her figure appeared in the center of the hall as if out of thin air.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to her, their eyes filled with vigilance and hostility.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
A general shouted loudly, and his hand quickly grasped the long sword at his waist.
With a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed, flashing with a cold light, pointing at Qiu Yuebai.
Seeing this, the other generals also drew their swords and attacked. For a moment, the hall was filled with the flashing of swords and sabers, surrounding Qiu Yuebai.
Qiu Yuebai frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
She didn't say anything, but just released a gentle breath, and a powerful force instantly surged out of her.
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