When Chen Qing Xu first came to the Northern Frontier to look for the witchcraft and poison, she had also put in some effort to learn the Man language, she could somewhat understand that what was written on them was the history of the separation and integration of the Eighteen Tribes.

From beginning to end, there was no mention of the witchcraft of the Barbarians. Chen Qing Xu was finally choked by the smoke and coughed fiercely. She was very disheartened — was this really just the remains of an altar site? There was nothing that she was looking for here?

At this time, another unknown part had blown up again. After the ground shook, a big stone plate opposite her suddenly fell down.

Chen Qing Xu: "..."

While in bad luck, one could get choked even when drinking water.

She instinctively backed away, but after all, the smoke was blocking her sight. Chen Qing Xu stepped on air, her whole body fell directly down the stone platform. Perhaps this time, she would truly get squished under the stone!

In a hurry, the rope hidden in Chen Qing Xu's sleeve shot out. She didn't know what it had wrapped around on the stone platform. She coughed hard while struggling to pull herself up. Unexpectedly, the thing she caught onto was not stable, falling down as soon as she pulled lightly.

Chen Qing Xu's heart sank: "It's over."

Just then, a figure rushed over, hugging her and rolling to the side. There was a loud explosion noise next to them. The big stone board fell from the air and stirred up a gust of wind. Chen Qing Xu was stained with the mud on the altar floor. She still had not come out of her fright, raising her head in astonishment as she saw a worn down and miserable looking General Shen.

Shen Yi angrily pulled up her collar: "Do you want to find death?"

Chen Qing Xu was stunned by his roar, her eyes open wide.

As soon as Shen Yi met her eyes, he immediately counseled, his rage was also extinguished. He bent down to pick up the rope from her sleeve and said, "Let's go first... What is this!"

Chen Qing Xu's rope with a hook was wrapped around a strange ‘object’ about the size of one person. At first glance, it looked like a stone statue, it was unknown whether it was hollow or what, but it was very light. Shen Yi pulled it gently. The rope unraveled, revealing a head.

It was a lifelike statue of a woman, with her eyes closed, her face peaceful and gentle.

Shen Yi looked at the unique ‘stone statue’ with exquisite craftsmanship and was inexplicably covered in goosebumps.

Chen Qing Xu glanced at it first, then was surprised. She squatted down and brushed away the dust on the surface of the ‘stone statue’. Under the dust, there was a white base which was soft to the touch.