Likewise, with such a sacrifice, when it is devoured by the Sacrificial Spirit, his Divine Sense could enter the Sacrificial Tripod Cauldron and connect with the Sacrificial Spirit.

On the surface, it seemed like just drawing a Witch Talisman and using the Simurgh Blade to draw blood, but upon sensing several times, Shen Can discovered that, besides this, the step of the clan members presenting the offering was also crucial.

In the process of the clan members’ offering, there arose ‘Wish Power’, and as the Ancestral Temple Keeper, he completed the sacrificial ceremony.

The ‘Wish Power’ of the clan members, the witchcraft, the Ancestral Temple Keeper, and the Sacrificial Artifact composed the entire sacrificial ritual.

The stronger the ‘Wish Power’ of the clan members, the clearer the awareness between him, as the Ancestral Temple Keeper responsible for the communication, and the Sacrificial Artifact.

After the Great Sacrifice, without Huo Chang’s order, every day there were clan members coming to offer sacrifices, whether it be the best fruits collected today, small prey hunted, fish caught, or lavish prepared meals.

Since the Ancestral Temple revealed its sacred presence, no longer being a cold Divine Tablet, the illusory support in the clan members’ hearts became solid.

Picking a wild fruit from the altar, Shen Can took a bite and found it quite sour.

“Ayu, the blessed fruit granted by the ancestors.”

Huo Yuu cheerfully took the fruit and began to bite into it vigorously, not minding the sourness at all.

“Ayu, you’ve been slack in cultivation lately. If you can’t reach the Power of Fifty Desolations within a year, you’ll join the Clan Soldiers.”

“Really!”

Huo Yuu stuffed the fruit core into his mouth and looked at Shen Can excitedly.

He had long wanted to join the Clan Soldiers. Always following Brother Acan made him feel useless.

“False.”

“Starting tomorrow, you’ll go to the small mountain cove where I trained today and practice your boxing.”

…

After eating, Shen Can lay down.

After advancing to Tier Three Wizard, he needed to deduce matching witchcraft for his realm.

Additionally, the Kui Thunder Evergreen Skill also needed further deduction and deepening.

As he thought, Shen Can came up with the idea of comprehending the Evergreen Skill together with the Lingyu Book.

The Lingyu Water Control Book is the Lingyu Tribe’s revered clan tome.

He was purely learning through imitation.

Previously, there was no other option, and learning from scratch by imitation was a shortcut.

Now that he deduced the Kui Ox Evergreen Skill from the Martial Dao, having within himself the Kui Ox Transformation, to say that borrowing this to transform into the revered clan tome of the Blazing Flame Division might be a bit exaggerated.

The Kui Ox is closely linked to the Water Element, and the witchcraft currently being practiced is also Water Element; the two might possibly complement each other.

In the Great Wilderness, the name of the Kui Ox surpasses that of the Lingyu.

Absorbing the essence from the Lingyu Book, transforming it into nourishment for comprehending the Kui Ox.

All of this requires a significant lifespan.

His current lifespan is still [Lifespan: 2585].

Previously, whenever he had time, Shen Can would deduce for several decades of lifespan daily, using it as a method to temper his Divine Sense.

Now that both the Witchcraft Path and the Martial Dao have advanced to Tier Three, he feels that his Divine Soul has already stabilized at an extremely high level.

He could add more burden to himself.

[You invest ten years of lifespan, deducing the Kui Ox Dharma Form, with the Kui Ox Transformation arising from your Martial Dao, and you possessing the Kui Ox Divine Form, this path of mutually complementing the Witchcraft and Martial Arts seems highly feasible.]

[Moo Moo Moo]

[Dragon Fish and Kui Ox clash, the two mysteries make your body explode.]

“Continue!”

Upon waking, Shen Can closed his eyes again.

[You invest another hundred years of lifespan, comprehending the Kui Ox Divine Form…]

…

The Blazing Flame Race Hall.

Washing away the weariness of fleeing, Lim Yue entered the Clan Hall with trepidation in his heart.

His original intention was to lead his clan to establish anew in this region, but upon discovering it occupied, he prepared to leave, yet was stopped by the clan soldiers of the Blazing Flame Division.

After contemplating repeatedly, realizing they couldn’t win, he followed along.

“Lim Race Leader, have all the clan members been settled?”

Huo Chang sat at the main seat, looking at Lim Yue.

“Thanks to your division, we’ve temporarily settled down.”

Lim Yue got up to express his thanks, “Clan Leader Huo, rest assured, after recuperating for two days, our clan will naturally leave.”

Huo Chang did not pay much attention to Lim Yue’s words and asked, “Lim Race Leader, I want to know the specific situation of abandoning your clan land and migrating northward.”

After discovering the clan led by Lim Yue, he knew the reason for the tribe’s flight.

No other reason than that the Xiaoyang Race had migrated northward.

After the Rangers moved north, the Xiaoyang Race, located south of the Miasma Marsh, also entered this northern wild mountain forest.

The small tribes in the north, where cultivation legacies were missing, stood no chance against the Xiaoyang Race.

The appearance of the Xiaoyang Race also disrupted Huo Chang’s original plan.

He intended to use the three Rangers in his hands, planning to capture a few more, a plan that was about to be executed.

Now things changed; compared to the Rangers, the Xiaoyang Race is much more formidable.

This is an Alien Race opposing the Human Race, treating humans as food, sacrifices, and burial offerings; with such a massive incursion into the northern mountain forests.

The numerous tribes in the north are about to face a great disaster.

“It’s hard to explain in a few words. There’s a group of alien races, seemingly called the Xiaoyang Race. They’re incredibly powerful, and somehow they suddenly appeared near our tribe.

Fortunately, they first attacked the nearby Linyang Division.

Realizing the Xiaoyang Race was too strong, I decisively took advantage of the night to lead our tribe into the nearby forest.”

From Lim Yue’s words, Huo Chang didn’t get much useful information.

Outside the Clan Hall, Huo Chang watched as Lim Yue walked down from the Clan Land.

“Why hasn’t there been any news from Huo Hou yet?”

“Also, send someone to gather information from the Cyan Bird and Ape Mountain tribes.”

If one or two Xiaoyang martial artists happened to come over, there wouldn’t be a problem, but a large-scale northward invasion by the Xiaoyang would be frightening.

If that happens, even being in the northern mountains, Blazing Flame wouldn’t be exempt from the Xiaoyang’s attack.

Thinking of this, Huo Chang glanced at the Ancestral Temple.

Thinking of the Sacrificial Artifact in the Ancestral Temple, he felt a little more at ease.

In fact, the sudden downfall of the Upper Huang Division a few years ago had startled him.

The Upper Huang at that time seemed so powerful in his eyes, yet they perished overnight.

The key point was that they weren’t destroyed in tribal conflicts; even the Upper Huang Division themselves didn’t know why they were annihilated.

The complete destruction of a tribe without any warning is what’s truly frightening.

You’re developing well, and then you’re gone.

It’s unfathomable, living today without knowing if there’s a tomorrow.

…

Southern Mountain Forest of Copper Shell Ruins.

Huo Hou leaned against the rock wall, the blade in his hand already broken, his shoulder split open, with an arrowhead visible inside.

He pulled out a blood-soaked map, glanced at the marked position, and confirmed he wasn’t far from the Copper Shell Ruins.

Although no resources were sold at the ruins from the tribe, people were left to gather information.

After resting for a while, he propped himself up with the broken blade and continued on his way.

The Quyang Ruins were gone.

Many Xiaoyang martial artists rushed out from Qu River, and they entered the ruins under the cover of night. Although there were many people in the ruins, they dissolved quickly in the face of the Xiaoyang martial artists.

After rushing out of the forest, Huo Hou saw figures still at the Copper Shell Ruins and couldn’t help but rejoice, charging straight into the ruins.

Within the ruins, the former lodgings of the Upper Lake Division now belonged to Blazing Flame.

“Brother Huo Hou, you…”

Remaining at Copper Shell was a Mountain Opening Realm martial artist from the tribe, Huo Luo.

“Return to the tribe!”

Grabbing Huo Luo, Huo Hou almost tumbled onto him.

“Return to the tribe!”

Without hesitation, Huo Luo carried Huo Hou and charged out of the ruins.

…

Quyang Ruins.

The intense Evil Qi surged to the sky, and the northern bank of Qu River was stained red with blood.

Among the collapsed ruins, Xiaoyang martial artists could be seen lowering their heads to gnaw on something.

Huge bonfires were burning in the ruins, accompanied by the screams of the human race.

In the center of the ruins, two immense figures relished their feast, sneering at the distant captured humans.

Muo Qiu spat out a bone, “Don’t worry, it will soon be your turn.”

The Qiu Bear opposite didn’t say a word, seemingly disliking the roasted meat, and directly got up to walk towards the detained crowd, dragging out a figure.

“Hahaha…”

“Hahaha…”

The laughter echoed all around.

“No wonder we didn’t come here before; the people here are too weak.”

Watching Qiu Bear return, drenched in blood, Muo Qiu said, “Do you really think there’s any treasure in such a desolate place?

The last recorded event was some 8,000 years ago when Yongshan fought to Giant Mountain. It’s said there was a sacrificial tablet set by Marquis Yong of the human race at a certain place in Giant Mountain to honor the slain?

If Yongshan really left something behind, it would be normal for the human Bo Division from Yongyi to swarm here.”

Listening to Muo Qiu’s words, the blood-soaked Qiu Bear sneered, “This isn’t 8,000 years ago. The Human Race Bo Division has no right to fly over our Xiaoyang territory.

First, there’s the Bo Division Flying Ship, followed by the remnants of the human soul sealed in Gufu Mountain being drawn away. Doesn’t it seem too coincidental to you?”

“You’re right, but all that is too far removed for me,” Muo Qiu was indifferent, “I’ve brought the clan here as commanded to respond to Lord Muo Yang, who came with the Flying Ship.

However, with the human race in this area being so weak, while assisting the Lord, bringing some resources for the clan doesn’t seem to be a major issue, does it?”

“Mu Xun got here earlier than we did, likely full by now.”

“Qiu Bear, are you going to capture or not!”

“Capture!”

“Hahaha…”

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