Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

"Aha~"

Wu Xingyun yawned, feeling a bit bored.

This was their sixth day in this nameless village.

These past few days, it's as if the villagers have set an alarm clock; at a fixed time, they all gather outside their courtyards.

They used the same old lines, trying to get into the courtyard or to get them to come out of the courtyard.

It seems that Wu Xingyun has grown tired of seeing this after a few days.

The four bodyguards and drivers also tried to go out and investigate at night when the villagers did not go out, but they did not expect that a thick fog would spread through the village at night.

They would completely lose their sense of direction if they walked just a few steps away from the yard, and they dared not go too far.

Aside from Barbatos and Phoenix being able to occasionally go out, they were stuck inside, unable to move.

After staying for a while, Wu Xingyun asked why Phoenix couldn't take them away, and only then did he realize that neither of them were allowed to harm humans.

To leave this place, the array surrounding the courtyard must first be broken.

However, the core of this formation is scattered among the villagers, making it impossible for the demon god to intervene.

This vicious cycle left Wu Xingyun and the others, who had learned the truth, feeling somewhat helpless.

"So now we can only wait for the ancestors?"

Wu Xingyun stroked his chin.

But our ancestor hasn't come for so long, could he have gotten lost?

Phoenix was unaware of his thoughts; otherwise, he would have rolled his eyes at him.

"I think the master must have gone to solve the problem with the formation."

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."

Phoenix looked up at the gray sky and muttered to himself.

He felt a little complicated.

I wonder if the master can solve the problem of the formation's core.

However, the core of this formation is actually distributed among different people, a capability that is truly unheard of.

Could this formation be a remnant from ancient times?

After flapping its wings a few times, Phoenix carefully landed on the millstone in front of Barbatos.

"how?"

Barbatos was tapping the millstone in a daze, feeling a bit bored, when he felt Phoenix approach and lifted his eyelids.

"My lord, where do you think the master went?"

Even though Barbatos had concealed his aura, Phoenix still shook his feathers with some fear.

Where did you go?

Barbatos had a deep gaze and a somewhat nonchalant smile.

"Probably... when the formation was first set up."

"I just don't know... how far away that time will be?"

……

Unknown time. Guyan Village.

The time for the festival has arrived.

The whole village was immersed in an atmosphere of excitement and anticipation.

Wu Zhao strolled casually through the village, and every villager he encountered had a beaming smile on their face.

But those smiles looked eerie no matter how you looked at them; all the villagers' smiles seemed to be copied and pasted.

Even the curve of their lips was stiff and identical.

Wu Zhao counted the villagers who walked past him and sighed silently in his heart.

This Four Fiends Formation is truly formidable; it actually gradually obliterates the host's will, turning it into nourishment to power the formation.

The person who came up with this idea is quite remarkable.

I wonder if the person behind the scenes would be afraid if they knew the identity of the high priest Junwu who was trapped here?

"Forty-eight, forty-nine...fifty?"

"Huh? There are fifty people?"

Why is there an extra person here?

Frowning in confusion, Wu Zhao stopped in his tracks.

The fifty people who just passed by her all carried the aura of an array.

However, according to the arrangement of the Four Fiends Formation, forty-nine people are the correct number.

What's the deal with the extra person?

"Sister! So you were here!"

Nunu's surprised voice came from behind Wu Zhao, and then she found herself being hugged by the arm.

"Sister, you didn't call me when you went out. I woke up and didn't see you, so I thought you went to see those two strangers again."

Nunu pouted, looking a little unhappy, and complained.

"The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin. Sister, shall we go together?"

She looked up at Wu Zhao with some anticipation and asked.

Wu Zhao saw that her face was painted with intricate patterns, which made Nunu's face look particularly eerie.

"Is this a ritual makeup look good?"

Nunu spun around twice and stuck her tongue out at Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao laughed.

"You're supposed to go up to the altar with Junwu, right? I won't go with you, so as not to delay your important business."

"As an outsider, I'll just stay in the background and join in the fun."

Although she was rejected, Nunu's smile deepened.

She squinted and nodded.

"Well then, I'll go find the High Priest now. Sister, please keep an eye on the time and come quickly!"

Nunu spoke happily, fluttering away like a butterfly.

Wu Zhao's eyes darkened, and he turned and headed towards Yu Ying and Wu Xingzhou's thatched hut.

Meanwhile, inside the thatched hut, Yu Ying was gazing at her unconscious husband, her eyes glistening with tears.

After Wu Zhao placed the talisman on Wu Xingzhou, Yu Ying clearly felt that her husband's breathing became more stable and clear.

This morning she even saw Wu Xingzhou's fingers tremble slightly.

Surprised and delighted, Yu Ying threw herself onto the bedside, staring intently at Wu Xingzhou.

When Wu Zhao came in, he saw her like this.

"How are you?"

She hesitated, feeling that she might have come at the wrong time.

Upon hearing Wu Zhao's voice, Yu Ying turned her head.

"Master Zhao... the Witch Master!"

Yu Ying gasped softly.

Wu Zhao's expression shifted.

"Just call me Zhaozhao. Your husband should be waking up soon."

Really?!

Yu Ying's eyes widened in surprise, and she was speechless.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, and her eyes became red from rubbing them.

"Maybe crying will make you feel better."

Wu Zhao noticed her tense emotions and sighed.

Originally, the couple had come to this unfamiliar place together, hoping to support each other.

Unexpectedly, her husband fell into a coma, and Yu Ying, with her strong will, has endured it all by herself until now.

"Very good……"

"By the way, Zhao Zhao, may I ask why Xingzhou fell into a coma?"

Wiping away her tears, Yu Ying asked.

Wu Zhao slowly turned the ring on his hand.

"Because... your husband has a very faint bloodline that is related to the person who set up the evil formation in the village."

Wu Zhao suspected that the couple had entered the village because of their bloodline.

It's unclear whether the influence of this bloodline power is due to the backlash from the fierce formation, or because the person who set up the formation needs a large amount of bloodline support.

"I'm going to the sacrificial ceremony now. Take this and don't leave this room until I get there."

Wu Zhao placed a carved jade plaque into Yu Ying's hand.

The jade plaque bears a Heavenly Thunder Incantation carved by Wu Zhao, which can temporarily guarantee the safety of the two people.

After giving his instructions, Wu Zhao turned and left.

A beam of golden light suddenly shot into the sky from the direction of the square.

A rich power of the Heavenly Dao spread out from the golden light.

Wu Zhao stood frozen in astonishment.

"This is the sacrificial ceremony...?"

"Junwu, are you crazy? Using the power of Heaven to maintain this magic array for this village?!"