As for when the war will start, there seems to be no news about this. They can also secretly attack by themselves, or check some relevant information, and the Wumeng clan will naturally do it.

"Brother, please come with me."

After everyone was settled, the young man glanced at Yang Yi and said something.

Yang Yi didn't say anything, but just stood up. The baby was still lying in the arms of several girls. When he saw this, he immediately wanted to follow him.

Yang Yi shook his head slightly towards him, and the baby continued to lie in the arms of the girls, feeling the warm and fragrant soft jade.

"I feel a very familiar aura from your body. Do you have any connection with our Wumeng clan?"

The young man looked at Yang Yi and said.

"Actually, I feel the same way. Maybe I can guess who the most powerful person on your side is. Maybe I've seen it before, and it involves some relatively confidential places, so I probably know a little bit about it."

Yang Yi nodded slightly. In fact, when he heard the name Wumeng, Yang Yi instantly thought of a lot, but he didn't say it explicitly.

There were too many people present, and it was not convenient for him to speak clearly.

"That's exactly what I meant. Come with me and I'll take you to the altar to meet the great witch Zhu."

The young man nodded and said. Although this young man looked young, his mind was very calm and he didn't say much about confidential matters.

Because the cause and effect involved is still very complicated, it is not convenient for Yang Yi to say more. He has no idea how smart the young man is.

Soon, the two arrived at the top of the mountain, where there was a huge stone platform with many spiritual flags and various heavy and simple utensils on it, including various complex symbols carved on the ground.

As for this, it is Wumeng’s altar.

In fact, the altar of the Wumeng tribe only worships ancestors, and heaven and earth are arrogant in their eyes. Each Wumeng tribe has a witch Zhu. They can communicate with their ancestors through the altar, whether that ancestor is still alive or has passed away.

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"Great Witch's Blessing."

The young man took Yang Yi to the door of the room next to the altar. He bowed inside first, then opened the door and walked in. After a while, he greeted Yang Yi and walked in, and the young man left there.

The room is not big, and the decoration inside is very simple. There is a man in a black robe sitting on the bed. He does not look very tall. The clothes on his body are large and heavy, and his gender cannot be identified.

"Are you the Great Witch Zhu? At what level can you communicate with people of the Ebony Clan?"

Since it was the Great Witch Zhu, Yang Yi was too lazy to pretend and just showed off his cards.

He knew very well that the so-called Wumeng clan was the Ebony clan.
Chapter completed!