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His Destined Path Chapter 3778

Immediately afterwards, Han Qianqian smiled, “Do you know why I want to use silver for the barrier?”

In fact, any other darker colour could have completely blocked the view from outside. But the reason for using silver was actually Han Qianqian’s long-standing intention.

The purpose, too, was to use it now.

“I’m relying on you to help me.” Han Qianqian said to Su Yingxia.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Han Qianqian immediately moved a piece of true energy in his hand.

Suddenly, the silver light outside the barrier suddenly flashed loudly.

A group of ant soldiers were almost blinded by the silver light on the spot, and almost at the same time, a light shadow inside the barrier also came out in the same way.

When the silver light pa*sed again, a group of ant soldiers reflected and looked towards the altar with caution.

At that moment, they saw that the silver light on the surface of the barrier above the altar had completely failed, leaving only a faint white film.

Although it was impossible to see clearly what was going on inside, one could at least make out a couple of things under the blur.

Su Yingxia gestured outside in embarra*sment, then pointed to Han Qianqian lying beside her, as if to tell the ants that the silver light was caused by Han Qianqian falling asleep, and that the energy was unstable and the barrier had an accident.

This was acceptable, as the person had fallen asleep, and the energy output might have been interrupted or reduced quite a bit, so naturally, the barrier had changed a little.

It is logical that the barrier has gone from being completely covered by silver light to being blurred and visible inside today.

With this in mind, the little ant leader waved his hand at the group, indicating that everyone should continue to monitor the situation as they had been doing.

And at that moment, at the other end.

In the middle of the palace, the red ant queen paced back and forth.

She had been a little disturbed since she returned from outside, and although she had confirmed Han Qianqian’s side, there was still no clue as to who had destroyed the statue in the central area.

Large numbers of troops had been patrolling the area to find the so-called “murderer.”

Her intuition and experience told her that it was most likely to be related to Han Qianqian and his wife, but she really couldn’t find any evidence at the moment.

“No, I have to go and see.” She frowned suddenly.

The next second, she walked out of the palace with quick steps and turned into a very small fire light all the way towards the north of the city.

At the northern end of the city there was an old, but relatively majestically decorated, old house.

It was the ancestral hall of the City of Earth and Fire.

Naturally, the people inside were all the martyrs and ancestors of this City of Earth and Fire over the ten thousand years of its existence.

When the Ant Queen landed at the entrance of the ancestral hall, she first looked around to make sure that no one was there before she quickly walked inside.

Inside the ancestral hall, as with human beings, there were many different kinds of tablets.

She took a few steps to the centre and knelt down slightly, kowtowing to the tablets three times before bowing with both hands, “In the presence of the Earth Fire Ancestor, I beg the Ancestor’s forgiveness for my unfilial son’s offense today.”

With these words, she waved her hand, and most of the various tablets rose up with the wind and fell elsewhere, leaving only one tablet in the far corner still standing.

She flew up to the altar and grabbed the remaining tablet and twisted it slightly to the left.

Boom!!!

With a muffled sound, the mechanism moved where she had been kneeling, revealing an alcove of about one square metre.

There was a staircase in the recess, spreading all the way down.

She took a few steps over, but did not go down, but lay slightly on her back to examine the traces of the staircase.

The top was covered with yellow earth and sand, and it was clear from a glance that the stairs had not been trodden.

This made her breathe a long sigh of relief, as it turned out that perhaps her worries had been superfluous.

With this in mind, she rose slightly and flew back to the altar to put the tablet in its place, and the recess reverted to its previous form, without the slightest hint of difference.

With another movement of her hand, all the tablets flew back to where they should have been.

With a smile of satisfaction, she dropped herself from the altar and, after paying her respectful respects, got up and slowly walked out of the shrine.

When she arrived at the door, she looked around as if she had just entered, making sure that no one was there before she flew off directly towards her palace.

But shortly after she flew away, a figure suddenly appeared on the roof of the ancestral hall.

In a flash, when he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the ancestral hall.

And his face, at this moment, revealed a burst of laughter.

It was none other than, Han Qianqian!