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Wan Qiang appeared a thousand meters away from the tomb of King Mo. She stared at the tomb of King Mo, which was wrapped in clouds and could not see the situation at all. She only felt that one was as big as two.

Huaiqing and Lan Wan'er, two idiots, what's wrong with them? Why did you come to this place?

There is a saying, if Lan Wan'er's situation was not so critical, and she was shackles of heaven, and she also had the stone heart of Nuwa, she would never dare to come to King Mo's tomb.

Well, as a human being, it is normal to be greedy for life and afraid of death!

Fortunately... there are no ifs.

Wan Qiang took out one of the few black talisman seals she had, held it on her fingertips, and then muttered something in her mouth. At the same time, she gathered all her spiritual energy between her fingers, forced out a few drops of blood from her fingertips, and began to draw talismans on the black talisman seal.

Wan Qiang's blood mixed with the majestic spiritual power fell on the black talisman, becoming a unique and overly powerful green dragon protective talisman in the world.

But despite this, Wan Qiang still didn't have the confidence to come out of King Mo's tomb safely.

The Tomb of King Mo is so mysterious.

There are countless gods, demons, and cultivators trapped in it.

She must be cautious and cautious.

Putting the Green Dragon Talisman close to her body, Wan Qiang used her spiritual power to build a protective barrier around herself, and then began to move towards the tomb of King Mo wrapped in clouds and mist.

Wanqiang passed the thousand-meter distance in one breath.

When she took a clear look at her surroundings, her heart felt unspeakably complicated.

Because the place she saw before her was no other place, it was the Hidden Cloud Pavilion where she had lived for many years before she ascended to transcend the tribulation.

how come……

Wan Qiang frowned tightly, not daring to relax for a moment.

She took delicate steps and slowly walked through every place in the Zangyun Pavilion that was familiar and no longer familiar.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is exactly the same as the Zangyun Pavilion in Wanqiang's memory. Even the talisman and seal marks she carefully carved are clearly visible.

"You finally came."

A vigorous and powerful voice came from the void.

Wanqiang heard the sound and followed it, but saw nothing.

She thought it was some kind of blind trick, so she couldn't help but close her eyes, trying to feel it with her heart and ears instead of her own eyes.

It's a pity... there is still no sign of anyone.

Apart from her, there was no living creature in this huge 'Hidden Cloud Pavilion'.

"Who are you?" Wan Qiang's frown tightened, but she did not open her eyes.

The voice said: "I am the person you are destined to meet."

"Wanqiang, you are finally here. I have been waiting here for tens of thousands of years to wait for you to come."

Wanqiang: "???"

It does not make sense. . .

Waited for tens of thousands of years? Wait for her?

Are you kidding me?

"I'm not one of those unskilled practitioners you met before. You can't fool me with your tricks." Wan Qiang said and opened her eyes suddenly, and a spiritually transformed sword appeared out of thin air in her palm.

Her palm-sized face was full of seriousness and earnestness.

"Hahaha~"

In the void of air, that vigorous and powerful voice burst out bursts of laughter.

"You little girl, you are quite interesting. We haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, but you are still as interesting as ever."

From those words and laughter, Wanqiang could not feel the slightest bit of malice.

She was a little unsure for a while.

Wan Qiang was silent, and that vigorous and powerful voice did not mean to be silent. His tone was slightly urgent and he said again: "You want to see me and know who I am?"

"Not urgent."

"Wanqiang, go forward and go to the most important place in your memory. You will naturally know all the reasons."

After the powerful voice said these words, there was no trace of him.

No matter how much Wanqiang shouted, she would never respond.

Although the other party had no ill intentions, Wan Qiang could never take it lightly. This was King Mo's tomb, a place where gods might not be able to leave even when they came. She was not so arrogant as to think that she was more awesome than gods.

With full precautions, Wan Qiang headed towards the secret room of Hidden Cloud Pavilion in her memory.

It is strange to say that in the tomb of King Mo, Wan Qiang did not encounter any danger wherever he passed. It went smoothly as if I were taking a walk in my own back garden...it was quite magical.

The secret room is the same as in memory.

Wanqiang injected spiritual power with ease and activated the secret spell to open the secret room.

With a "bang" sound, the heavy stone door of the secret room opened, revealing all the furnishings and arrangements inside.

Wanqiang stepped in without any hesitation.

In this secret room, Wanqiang finally felt the difference.

This place was different from what she remembered.

But it was strange to say that the secret room was obviously different from the one in her memory, but wherever she looked, there was a faint feeling of familiarity.

It's like...I've been here a lifetime ago.

But how is this possible?

As her thoughts flowed, Wan Qiang had already quickened her pace towards a cabinet in the center of the secret room, and took the initiative to open the box that looked expensive at first glance.

Everything was controlled by her body, and her consciousness was not involved at all.

By the time she reacted, the box had been opened, and inside lay a jade as white as gelatin. It is shaped like a crescent moon and is filled with spiritual energy. It is not ordinary at first glance.

Wan Qiang frowned and sighed involuntarily: "This should be a good thing before the gods fall!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to touch the crescent-shaped jade. But before her hand touched the jade, the jade flew out of the box, flew around Wanqiang several times, and finally stopped in front of her face.

Wanqiang: "???"

What does this piece of jade mean?

Do you know her?

Full of doubts, Wan Qiang took two steps back.

Look at that piece of jade again. It seems to have a soul. When the queen retreats, it will also retreat.

Wan Qiang retreats again.

Jade followed closely behind.

Anyway, no matter what, the piece of jade is in front of Wanqiang's face.

Wan Qiang said: It’s absolutely amazing.

If you come to the Tomb of King Mo, can you still get a treasure?

While thinking about it, she reached out to touch the jade again. This time she touched it successfully, but she was also brought into a fantasy realm.

There, she saw a memory scene from tens of thousands of years ago that was stored in the crescent jade.

*Fantasy·Previous Life*

On the top of the clouds, there is a towering and solemn temple.

At the entrance of the temple, there is a huge golden door. The door is engraved with complex patterns, ancient mysterious symbols, and lifelike ancient mythical beasts. Every stroke, every stroke is full of power and life.

There is a golden gem inlaid on the lintel, which is like a bright night sky with stars twinkling in it, giving people an endless reverie.

The scene turned to the interior of the temple.

The center of the hall was filled with people, all of whom had great cultivation. At first glance, they looked like the gods before the destruction of the divine world.