After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 155 The Spirit of Sacrifice Revives, Let's Keep Going! (Please Subscribe)
The Yangshan market was a great success, and the collected remains of the Xiaoyang were piled up like mountains. The number of Xiaoyang prisoners of war captured also exceeded 30,000.

These owls, suppressed by the Blood Sea Guards, moved step by step toward the Three Fire Division.

Inside the ancestral temple of the Three Fire Department.

The sacrificial vessels were arranged in rows, eventually transforming into nine tripods and eight food vessels.

The middle-aged elder, relying on the surging source power, reassembled the sacrificial spirit's body.

Therefore, Shen Can made a special trip back to the Blazing Flame headquarters to bring over the sacrificial artifact.

The sun is rising.

Shen Can walked out of the ancestral temple.

When the ancestral temple was built, a foundation three zhang (approximately 10 meters) high was specially constructed so that when he appeared, he could overlook the clansmen gathered below.

The tribespeople who had gathered long ago, many of them carrying their own prepared offerings, called out when they saw Shen Can appear.

The repeated sacrifices cleansed the people's distracting thoughts, and the accumulated power of their wishes became even purer.

Today, Shen Can wore a sacrificial robe embroidered with witch patterns, and the wide robe was covered with some carved jade accessories.

Subsequently, shamans emerged from the side halls on either side of the main hall of the ancestral temple.

These shamans were all temple servants who had previously served at the Blazing Flame headquarters. Now, Shen Can has taught them some spells and incantations.

As for how effective the incantations chanted by these shamans are, that's not important.

Importantly, with the addition of these dozen or so shamans, the entire ritual appeared more solemn.

At that moment, a dozen or so shamans began chanting ancient and obscure incantations, while horns sounded all around.

This gave the assembled tribespeople a great boost.

"Bring offerings!"

Cries of agony and curses followed as squads of Xiaoyang prisoners of war were brought up.

Because there were too many prisoners of war captured from Xiaoyang this time, they were brought up in batches.

The great victory in Yangshan Market resulted in the capture of not only ordinary members of the Xiaoyang clan, but also a significant number of members from branch clans such as Xiaoyang Qiuyin and Muyan.

After a crushing defeat, these tyrants were nearly driven out of their spirits, their eyes filled with terror.

Especially for the Xiaoyang branch of the clan, this scene of being pulled out as a sacrifice was something they often saw in the past.

I never expected that I would become a sacrifice and be watched by the human race.

"Humans, my Xiaoyang tribe will utterly crush your tribe into mincemeat."

“I am of the Qiu Yin bloodline, my grandfather was an elder of the clan, you…”

"Ancestor Xiaoyang above, save us! How dare the human race use me, Xiaoyang, as a sacrifice? This is a provocation against the majesty of our ancestors."

……

The Xiaoyang prisoners of war who were brought up roared and struggled, but to no avail.

One by one, the Xiaoyang prisoners of war who clamored that they were of the Qiuyin and Muyan bloodlines were dragged out from among the many prisoners of war and pressed down on the stone steps below the ancestral temple.

There's no way around it; they're making too much noise. If we don't pull them out and chop them up separately, it would be disrespectful to the Xiaoyang branch.

"I come!"

Immediately, some members of the tribe jumped out, drew their broadswords, and walked towards the captured prisoners of war from Xiaoyang who had been dragged out.

Puff puff!
Then, the other tribesmen surrounding them also began to fight. Shen Can casually cast a spell, and the blood of Xiaoyang flowing on the ground was swirled into a blood mist that spread out.

Kill!

Blood mist filled the surroundings, and many tribesmen were immediately stimulated by the bloody scene, thinking of their relatives who had been tortured and devoured by Xiao Yang.

Amidst the pervasive blood mist, Shen Can sketched out runes that shone with a dazzling blood light.

After the first batch of Xiaoyang prisoners of war fell to the ground, the second batch followed and was brought up.

The bloody corpses on the ground and the surging blood mist made the legs of the second batch of Xiaoyang prisoners of war who were brought up go weak, and their eyes were filled with terror.

"do not want!"

"Spare me! I'm willing to be a human's dog!"

"Ha, even Xiaoyang is afraid? Give me back my son's life!"

"puff!"

The blood mist grew increasingly dense, forming blood-red vortexes that swirled wildly around the ancestral temple.

The incantations chanted by the shamans grew increasingly rapid, and the expressions of the tribespeople present became increasingly agitated.

The surging power of vows and blood energy formed a torrent that flowed into the ancestral temple and into the nine tripods and eight sacrificial vessels.

There are two sacrificial spirits inside the Nine Tripods and Eight Vessels: one is the gathering of countless remnant souls, and the other is the predecessor of the mural.

At this moment, the two sacrificial spirits devoured the source power from the Three Fire Clan like whales swallowing their prey.

"kill!"

Inside the sacrificial cauldron, the mural master suddenly let out a long howl.

Another group of spirits, gathered together by remnants of souls, also erupted in the sounds of battle and warfare.

Originally, most of them were unconscious remnant spirits, but now, under the power of their will to devour the mixed blood energy of the owl yang, some of their illusory bodies began to solidify little by little.

Even though its face remained illusory and hazy, and its body could not be fully formed, the killing intent rang out repeatedly.

kill!kill!kill!

The sounds of killing rose and fell incessantly, converging into a vast battle intent. Countless afterimages, even with only instinctive consciousness, still made a relentless and unstoppable slashing motion.

"Kill! Kill!"

Compared to the remnant spirit, the mural elder, who stood alone, showed a much clearer fluctuation at this moment.

He waved his arms and shouted "Kill!" repeatedly.

"Yongbo attacked Xiaoyang and conquered it in half a year. He then returned from his ancestral lands, overlooking the giant mountain!"

"Yong... by imperial decree... to be appointed as the Earl... to guard the northern frontier, to serve as the vanguard, to cross the mountains... to replace..."

……

"Break... Ancestral land, suppress the veins of Xiaoyang..."

……

At this moment, Shen Can stepped into the ancestral temple and sensed the surging waves within the sacrificial vessels with his divine sense.

As the mural master's divine sense fluctuated sporadically, he also sensed the murals one by one with his divine sense.

One of the murals depicts countless armored warriors gazing up at a colossal mountain amidst clouds, with the leader standing majestically atop the peak, looking north.

Finally, they erected a stone tablet and returned home.

In subsequent murals, a majestic figure descends from the mountain, leading the army southward.

……

Outside the ancestral temple.

Countless clansmen knelt down, their vows rising like a vortex and then surging into the ancestral temple.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Suddenly, three deafening killing sounds rang out from within the ancestral temple, sweeping out like an invisible wave of energy that passed over all the kneeling figures present.

Each figure was struck as if by lightning, their head ringing, their bones trembling, and their blood surging.

……

A clan sacrifice resulted in the slaughter of over 30,000 owl-like creatures, and the stench of blood lingered in the clan city for several days.

However, after that day, the spirits of the tribe were greatly boosted, and many warriors rushed to the barracks outside the city, wanting to become tribe soldiers.

These are all matters that Huotang and Huoning need to handle. Shen Can has been communicating with the sacrificial vessels in the ancestral temple for several days in a row.

In his perception, within the massive remnant soul sacrificial spirit group, figures with only their upper bodies stood solemnly, rarely responding no matter how he tried to rouse them.

Some of the figures, when touched by his divine sense repeatedly, were met with a killing intent filled with boundless fighting spirit.

At the center of the Remnant Soul Sacrifice Group, there are seven blurry figures, still ethereal like mist, yet their outlines can be sensed.

These seven figures stood like towering mountains and deep pools, suppressing the countless remnant souls around them.

"Insufficient willpower." Shen Can slowly withdrew his divine sense; he was currently unable to communicate with the figures in the sacrificial spirit group.

Most of the remnant souls only have an instinctive killing intent, but they are unable to communicate with him normally.

On the contrary, the mural masters, under the blood sacrifice of Xiaoyang, passed down several murals that should be depictions of the Marquis of Yongshan's northern expedition against Xiaoyang.

The information that can be obtained from the murals, along with the spiritual fluctuations they transmit, is limited.

All we know is that the Marquis of Yongshan led his northern expedition to the foot of Juyue Mountain, and finally inscribed a stone to commemorate his achievements before returning home, but the reason for his departure is not explained.

The fundamental reason for the lack of willpower was that there weren't enough prisoners of war from Xiaoyang, and not enough people of their own ethnicity had been gathered together.

Then we'll just have to keep fighting.

……

In the Battle of Yangshan, Sanhuo defeated Xiaoyang's 200,000 troops with 100,000 men, and took advantage of the situation to break through Yangshan Market and pursue and kill a million Xiaoyang soldiers, but also suffered considerable losses himself.

Therefore, Huotang, relying on the ruins of Yangshan City, carried out a new round of reorganization of the clan's troops.

There are still 8,300 Black Armored Heavy Swordsmen, 7,600 Blood Sea Guards, and over 49,000 Three Fire Clan soldiers.

Huo Tang withdrew some of the wounded soldiers and also transferred some uninjured ones back to the Three Fire Clan's main camp outside the city to serve as the backbone and instructors of the newly formed clan army.

A total of 5,900 people were mobilized, including 1,300 heavy sword soldiers, 600 Blood Sea Guards, and 4,000 soldiers from the Three Fire Clan.

Of the original 100,000, nearly 64,000 remained.

Although their numbers were somewhat reduced, the courage of the human race was rekindled after this great battle of pursuit and defeat.

Xiao Yang's physique was indeed formidable, but it was no match for the battle blade in his hand.

In addition, the Sanhuo tribe has been continuously training its soldiers and has sent another 50,000 troops to Huotang.

This is the advantage of having a large number of people. After years of being chased by Xiao Yang and living a life of constant displacement, most of those who survived possessed some skills; all they lacked was a fighting spirit.

In addition, Shen Can continuously initiated clan sacrifices, and all those whose fighting spirit was rekindled were incorporated into the clan's military camp.

As for weapons and armor, there was no shortage of them. After the large number of Xiaoyang were destroyed, various weapons and armor were still being sent to the Three Fire Clan City.

The clansmen within the city were organized and began repairing their weapons and armor.

At the same time, the items seized from Xiao Yang, such as witch medicine, source stones, and rare minerals, were secretly sent back to the Blazing Flame Clan's territory.

The Blazing Flame Tribe, which used to serve as a logistics base, has now begun a transformation, shifting from comprehensive logistics to weapons research.

The Blazing Flame Clan members mingled among the clan's city and soldiers, honing their skills while observing the use of weapons and the changing battlefield conditions during their battles with Xiao Yang.

After these messages are collected, they will be sent to the Blazing Flame Clan's territory and handed over to the Heavenly Crafts Hall.

Besides leading their vassal tribes in large-scale grain cultivation, the Blazing Flame Clan also intensified their research into weaponry based on feedback from the battlefield.

Shen Can's requirement for the clan was to conduct small-scale trials of the improved weapons beforehand.

If possible, we will carry out large-scale construction in the Three Fire Clan City.

To enhance the clan's research and creative capabilities, Shen Can also continuously selected useful craftsmen within the Three Fire Clan City and secretly sent them back to the Blazing Flame Clan's territory.

Besides the craftsmen, there were also young people with talent for witchcraft, all of whom were sent to the Witch Hall of the Blazing Flame Headquarters for training.

As a result, in a short period of time, the number of sorcerers in the sorcerer's temple has exceeded seven hundred, and the number continues to increase.

In addition, the selected youths are trained to deepen their identification with the Blazing Flame Clan from the very beginning.

According to Shen Can's plan, for a considerable period of time to come, the Blazing Flame Clan would focus on cultivation, farming, research, and having children.

Now, nearly a thousand babies are born in the Blazing Flame Department every year, and the number is increasing every year.

Next, the tribe will continue to expand the cultivated area of ​​the fields as a source of food for the Three Fire Tribes.

In this way, the Three Fire Divisions can allocate a large number of combat forces to continue the encirclement and suppression of Xiaoyang.

As for the safety of the Blazing Flame Clan, it will be temporarily protected by the older generation.

However, this was not a long-term solution, so Shen Can also started the training program for the second Divine Treasure Warrior in the clan.

The volcano that was exploring the northern land has been transferred back to headquarters and replaced by Huo Kui to continue the exploration.

At the same time, the clan also began a selection process, choosing suitable warriors to go south to Ji County and join the clan's army for training.

One of the selection criteria was that candidates were not allowed to leave the house unless they produced three babies.

Don't be afraid to have children, the tribe will take care of everything.

We have plenty of resources. The days of hardship in the mountains are long gone. Millions of people outside the mountains are hunting down owls for their spoils.

……

Yangshan Market.

A blue phoenix soldier landed on the city wall, and the clansmen jumped down and quickly came to Huotang's side.

"Chieftain, the temple has sent a message instructing you to capture more captives of the owl-like creatures for sacrificial purposes."

"In addition, continue to gather the remaining people scattered in the mountains and fields."

"The more of both, the better."

After listening, Huotang nodded.

Hearing Shen Can say that, he had an idea.

"Go back and tell Ah Can that the first batch of Xiaoyang slaves will be delivered to the ancestral temple in half a month!"

The messenger leaped back onto the Azure Phoenix and roared away into the distance.

On the day.

The Yangshan Market camp sprang into action, with squads of soldiers rushing out of the camp and heading in all directions.

"The temple decrees that capturing a owl and offering it as a sacrifice at the ancestral temple will bring blessings from the spirits!"

"You guys who still have kids alive are lucky. Last time, someone's kid received a blessing from the sacrificial spirit and was able to cultivate witchcraft all at once. He was taken into the clan's witch temple to cultivate!"

"If you want to receive blessings from the spirits, then get moving!"

"These scoundrels chased us into the mountains back then, now it's our turn to avenge them!"

……

Squads of tribal soldiers followed the route taken by Xiaoyang in his defeat and entered the surrounding mountains and dense forests.

……

"Chieftain, we lack high-level riding beasts."

On the city wall, Huo Qing watched the tribal soldiers rushing out; many of the centurions were running.

"There are not enough riding beasts."

Huotang's expression hardened. "Then we can only borrow some."

Cultivating and capturing them is too difficult; it's much faster to borrow from others.

……

"Stealing the antelope-like beast?"

When Huotang drove his chariot back to the Three Fire Division, Luofeng was now on board.

The chariot was followed by thousands of red-armored Blood Sea Guards, though their war beasts were somewhat disorganized.

"Why not just go and rob me from Luoshui?"

"went!"

Huotang, driving his chariot, answered without turning his head.

"It's too far away, and I can't get here in a while, so I'll just make do with some for now."

"When you young masters come out, the antelope-like beasts that your guards ride are all third-tier. I suppose there aren't many third-tier antelope-like beasts left in the Luoshui Clan."

"That's true."

Luo Feng nodded. Now he had new limbs, not grown from his body, but prosthetics.

He might not be good at physical combat, but he's quite adept at maneuvering on a tank.

Where is my closest brother?

Luo Feng stood up. "I can't wait to see him!"

(End of this chapter)