In the desolate mountains and wild forests.
Two towering figures are tinkering with something.
Waves of powerful energy emanated from the two, forming ripples that spread to the surroundings.
"Shuo, is it still not working?"
Wu Yiyi looked at the shattered Magical Artifact, his brow furrowed slightly.
On the ground covered with dry twigs and fallen leaves lay fragments of several broken Magical Treasures. These were the means Wu Shuo used to try opening this Witch Clan Secret Realm.
Unfortunately, they all failed.
"Tsk tsk..."
"This Witch Clan Secret Realm is quite extraordinary."
"Judging by the methods arranged, the style, and the energy particles dispersed, it's highly likely the creation dates back ten thousand years."
"Yiyi, how did you find this place?"
The burly middle-aged man gave two tsk tsk sounds with interest and said with a smile.
His gaze was fixed at the entrance of the Witch Clan Secret Realm, eyes sparkling with unprecedented brilliance.
