Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Wu Zhao glanced subconsciously at the camera installed inside the tent.

Fortunately, the cameras were off when Ziyao and Jinyao changed Gu Chen's clothes and examined his body.

"I'm going out to take a look. You rest a bit more," Wu Zhao said, turning and walking out.

Gu Chen looked at her retreating figure and opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Mo Dahai stood outside the tent, his face ashen. When he saw Wu Zhao come out, he quickly came over and whispered, "Boss, why don't you go take a look? This... is really too strange!"

Strange? Wu Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Where are the others?"

She was asking about Huo Weiwei and Luo Jing's daughter.

"Found them. The two of them and another cameraman fell into a pit. Luckily, it was full of fallen leaves, so no one was injured." Mo Dahai wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He continued, "Their distress equipment fell off as they ran, and the cameraman threw the camera away with it. Luckily, some wild berries fell into the ditch, which provided them with some water."

"They're on their way back now. On their way back, they saw Shen Jiaojiao's cameraman... his body."

She thought for a moment before saying, "Shouldn't we call the police first when something like this happens?"

“Of course, we’ll notify the police first!” Mo Dahai emphasized. “But it’s raining right now, and the mountain roads are difficult to travel… Besides, I just went to check, and the situation over there is really a bit strange. So I’d like to ask you to go over and take a look to confirm it.”

Thinking about the scene he had witnessed, Mo Dahai still felt his legs go weak.

Wu Zhao glanced at him and casually handed him a talisman.

"Take it, I'll go with you to take a look."

Mo Dahai quickly called for someone to bring over two umbrellas and handed one to Wu Zhao.

Hefting the umbrella in his hand, Wu Zhao said, "Let's go take a look."

"Okay, this way." Mo Dahai led the way with an umbrella, and the two walked into the deep mountains.

Shen Jiaojiao remained hidden inside the tent until Wu Zhao's figure completely disappeared into the woods before emerging.

She glanced around and saw that the staff standing outside were busy setting up rain shelters for the fixed cameras.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Jiaojiao walked towards Gu Chen's tent.

After standing outside for a while, she touched her hair and said softly, "Master Gu, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

"...It's about my sister, Shen Zhaozhao!"

Fearing rejection, Shen Jiaojiao emphasized Wu Zhao's name.

After a long pause, a cold voice came from inside the tent, saying, "Come in."

Shen Jiaojiao was secretly delighted, and a shy smile immediately appeared on her face.

She raised her hand, opened the tent, and went inside.

Shen Zhaozhao, just you wait, I will definitely take everything away from you!

……

On the way into the mountains with Mo Dahai, Wu Zhao encountered Huo Weiwei, who was being rescued and was limping.

Her face was ashen, her whole demeanor was listless, and her eyes were lifeless.

He seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and looked completely distraught.

Beside her was Luo Jing's daughter, Luo Qi, being held in the arms of a staff member.

Compared to Huo Weiwei, she seemed exceptionally excited.

He was not only extremely excited, but his face was also unusually flushed.

Wu Zhao stared at her for a while before slipping something into Huo Weiwei's pocket as they brushed past each other.

"Your uncle is waiting for you downstairs, he's alright now." She sighed and patted Huo Weiwei's shoulder.

I could clearly feel Huo Weiwei tremble.

She said in a hoarse voice, "...Yes."

Mo Dahai told the rescue workers, "There's hot water and food at the camp. You can have some ginger soup when you get back. Go back quickly, everything's alright now."

Wu Zhao watched them leave, and after a while, he said to Mo Dahai, "Director, I suggest that we temporarily suspend the program after we get back."

"W-what happened...?" Mo Dahai asked cautiously. "Actually, now that someone has died, this program will most likely be canceled when we get back."

As he said this, Mo Dahai's face looked extremely pale.

Wu Zhao sighed softly and said, "You don't want your comeback show to turn into a legal confession scene, do you?"

"But once this is resolved, you can still film your show. Don't worry!"

Mo Dahai forced a smile: "Thank you for your kind words."

After walking for a while, Wu Zhao stopped.

A dense aura of yin energy swirled in front of her, and her expression became somewhat solemn.

Such terrifying Yin energy! It has already formed a domain!

Excessively strong yin energy can affect the surrounding environment, creating a space that is more conducive to the development of yin energy, which is called the yin domain!

"Is it just ahead?" Wu Zhao asked.

Mo Dahai, whose path had been blocked by her, looked her over and nodded, saying, "Yes, it's under that big tree up ahead."

Wu Zhao looked at the tree and said seriously, "Don't go over there. Turn around and go back now."

"Okay, then, please be careful!" Mo Dahai, afraid of becoming a burden to Wu Zhao, quickly turned and left.

Before leaving, he added, "Don't worry, boss, I'll go back and find Wu Xingyun right away!"

Somewhat surprised, Wu Zhao watched Mo Dahai run away in a hurry and found it somewhat amusing.

Although the director was scared, he didn't forget to find her helpers, which was quite interesting.

A strange, sinister aura coalesced into a giant hand, which attacked Wu Zhao from behind.

Wu Zhao snorted coldly: "Good timing!"

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Heaven and Earth issue their decrees!"

"Thunder God, summon him!"

A deafening roar of thunder erupted.

The yin energy was instantly split open.

The scene before me was crystal clear.

In the forest filled with white bones, strangely shaped trees were covered with crows with jet-black wings.

A very fresh corpse appeared before Wu Zhao's eyes.

It was Shen Jiaojiao's cameraman.

She took a few steps closer and immediately understood what Mo Dahai meant by "strange".

Because of the nature of the program, most of the crew members are young and middle-aged.

The cameraman was someone Mo Dahai had specifically hired, and he was no more than forty years old. But now, the cameraman lying on the ground had a full head of white hair, and his skin was wrinkled like that of an elderly man in his seventies.

He was so thin that he was just skin and bones.

His eyes were wide open, and his face showed a look of fear.

Flesh and blood, essence and energy, and fortune have all disappeared.

Wu Zhao sighed, "Shen Jiaojiao, how dare you?"

The familiar scent immediately made her realize who was behind it, but she didn't expect Shen Jiaojiao to be so bold.

The small statue in her hand seems quite eerie...

The finger bone in his pocket started to heat up again, so Wu Zhao took it out.

A faint white light emanated from the finger bones, and the corpse turned into bones right before Wu Zhao's eyes.

Wu Zhao: "What is this?!"

"quack--"

She clenched her fists instantly, and a black crow flew swiftly past her eyes.

"Again?!" Wu Zhao's expression turned cold. "You succeeded last time by accident, and now you want to use the same trick again?!"

Stuffing the finger bone into his pocket, Wu Zhao turned to look at the crows flying in mid-air.

Unlike the crows on those eerie trees, this crow flying in the air trying to snatch the finger bone from her hand has three eyes!

"Caw—die—caw—you die—" the crow shrieked.

Affected by its shrill cry, the flock of crows perched on the tree immediately became agitated.

The piles of white bones seemed to come to their feet one after another, and began to move together with the flock of crows.

They came crashing down on Wu Zhao like a tidal wave!

"court death!"

Wu Zhao quickly took a step back and pressed the gem on the ring.

"The divine decree commands, heed my summons!"

"Seventy-two pillars, the demon god is summoned!"

……

Gu Chen closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought.

"Patriarch Gu, that's all I know," Shen Jiaojiao said, her greedy gaze sweeping across Gu Chen's face. "My sister is timid by nature, how could she possibly be involved in something like mystical arts?"

"She might be possessed by something, Patriarch Gu, you mustn't be bewitched by her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

A familiar scent made his eyes darken instantly.

She summoned again...

Those dark, night-like eyes were fixed on Shen Jiaojiao, just as her face turned completely red with embarrassment.

Suddenly, Gu Chen's cold voice said, "Get out."