Su Muyao was worried about Xiao Jihan, so she quickly stepped forward and saw such a scene.
For some reason, she always felt like the snakes were real.
The snake tails were intertwined with the snake heads on another stone pillar, forming a circular posture of guardianship.
Their snake heads were facing downward as if quietly observing the intruder.
Moreover, at the very center of the encircled stone pillars was a platform where a Snake Beastman stood on it, her right hand holding a scepter, with snake-pattern totem adornments on her clothes, seemingly presiding over a sacrificial ritual.
In her left hand, she held a round object, inscribed with dense symbols, slightly blurred due to its age.
The statue's facial features were gentle, yet lacked specific features, as if deliberately erased.
Su Muyao looked closely, and even though she could see clearly, at the blink of an eye, the features of this sculpture blurred in her mind once again.
