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

Chapter 263 Kui Ling!

Inside the cabin, a chubby little boy who looked only two or three years old was holding a replica of the Kui drum in his hands and taking big bites of it.

After absorbing all the essence with each bite, spit out the waste.

He quickly devoured the entire replica Kui drum, leaving the ground covered in debris. He patted his still-shrunken belly, his brow furrowing as if somewhat dissatisfied.

"We've been hungry for so long, there's not enough to eat!"

Its pair of dark, bright eyes darted around for a moment, then it picked up its main body, the Kui Drum, from the ground and carried it on its back.

He quietly opened the hatch a crack and peeked outside.

"Goodness, I just woke up and there was such a commotion. It's really Mother's blessing."

As he spoke, he began to quietly observe again, looking up at the raging wind and the blue-sun bird.

"That stinky bird really does cause endless trouble!"

Then, his gaze fell upon the large formation below.

"His fighting spirit is decent; no wonder I was awakened."

"Their strength is just too poor."

"I don't know if I can hold on."

"No, no, no!"

The chubby boy touched his forehead. "My mother said that I am the most intelligent among humans and the most clever among artifact spirits. Now that I'm awake, let's take a look."

……

Rumble!
Above the blazing array, within the nine azure suns, a tangible cry resounded throughout the mountains and fields.

Streaks of purple-blue wind and lightning coalesced into sharp claws, fiercely clawing down towards the great formation.

The sharp claws landed on the great formation, and hideous cracks appeared on the green formation.

The cracks caused the great formation to vibrate violently, but they were repaired in the blink of an eye by the surging greenery.

hum!
On the Luotian Tower, suspended atop the giant tree in the middle of the great formation, waves of witchcraft rippled out, instantly shattering the sharp claws.

Inside the witch formation, Shen Can, after a brief rest, took over the formation.

A phantom of a five-tiered tower emerged from the great formation, instantly growing to a hundred feet in size, breaking through the wind and thunder, and crashing into one of the azure suns.

Upon seeing this, the high priest chanted an incantation, and a large bird with outstretched wings formed from the wind, rushing towards the phantom of the witch tower with lightning speed.

Not only did they not back down, they dared to fight back!

The moment the giant bird collided with the tower's shadow, a second tower's shadow appeared, striking the other blue sun before it could even reach it.

Click!

A black bird cried out in the blue sun, its sharp claws clashing with the shadow of the tower, countless runes flashing.

At this moment, the shadow of the tower suddenly shattered, turning into countless runes that poured into the blue sun, instantly shattering the black bird that had sprung from within it.

The blue sun then shattered.

In an instant, the area of ​​gale-force winds stretching for dozens of miles around seemed to collapse, the storm breaking apart inch by inch.

The sudden collapse caused the other three azure suns around it to shake as well, and the wind and thunder attacks that were originally pouring down on the entire formation were weakened by nearly a third.

Inside the great formation, Shen Can swayed and coughed up blood.

"The blue sun has collapsed, and the great bird has shattered!"

"Fuck you!"

The clansmen supporting the formation on the ground, gazing at the shattered blue sun, were filled with high fighting spirit.

The great formation not only has to withstand external energy bombardment, but also has to accumulate strength to counterattack, which greatly increases the pressure on the clansmen who are guarding the formation base.

Some tribesmen simply hugged the array base with both hands, letting the shamanic script sweep over their bodies and merge into the array.

Injured? I've long forgotten.

My injuries are nothing; I'll just kill these bastards.

To a fifth-tier warrior, a second-tier warrior is no different from an ant. However, with the support of the great formation, the power of a group of second-tier warriors was condensed into a single rope.

A soaring and boundless fighting spirit enveloped the entire formation at this moment.

hold head high!
Deep within the clan's territory, the Yuanmai emitted a dragon's roar. Its body, which stretched out like the gnarled roots of an old tree, suddenly shone with a brilliant five-colored light, and surging Yuan power gathered above its body to form a thousand-foot-long dragon of Yuan power.

With a dragon's roar, surging source power poured into the great formation.

Boom!

The great array, empowered by the source energy, shone and changed countless runes, transforming from lush green to shimmering with five colors, instantly turning the area within a radius of three hundred miles into a kaleidoscope of colors.

The Luo Tian Pagoda then surged in size, surrounded by three layers of light.

Each halo was composed of countless runes, rapidly spreading outwards in all directions.

Rumble!
The warriors from various tribes who had gathered near the Grand Priest hurriedly jumped onto the fifth-tier flying boat, which was subsequently torn to pieces by the triple aura of witchcraft.

The triple halo swept across the raging wind, shattering all the wind blades in its path into nothingness, and then engulfing the remaining blue sun.

Click!

Click!

One after another, the azure sun shattered, and the black bird that emerged from within it vanished amidst its ruffled feathers.

The high priest chanted incantations, and the energy from the shattered Azure Sun rapidly converged in his direction, condensing into a hundred-foot-tall azure bird that floated above the high priest's head and continued to expand.

The black bird cried out, its wings rapidly expanding, and a gale began to form beneath its wings, gathering strength to swoop down and tear through the great formation in one strike.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out, and the enormous body of the black bird, which was about to spread its wings, trembled.

Then you see a chubby little guy clinging to and munching on the tail of the black bird.

The high priest, who was still chanting incantations, immediately noticed the unusual activity, and his face, shrouded in black robes, revealed astonishment.

Where did this human doll come from!
This is a great Dharma form condensed from the bones of the Holy Spirit.

Click!

Another cracking sound rang out, and a large piece broke off from the tail of the black bird, which the little fat boy swallowed with a clatter.

"This is good, there are no waste residues."

While eating, the chubby boy mumbled, "Even though your bloodline is corrupted, the energy of your bird-like form is still quite pure."

As they spoke, the Xuan Bird Dharma Form, which had grown to two hundred feet in size, had already been swallowed by the little fat boy, who devoured forty or fifty feet of it, from its tail all the way up to its body.

Tweet!
With a mournful cry, the Xuan Bird Dharma Image, which had been gnawed to pieces, crumbled inch by inch, transforming into a sky full of blue winds that swept around.

"Don't go!"

Within the blue light, a bird bone about a foot in size flew rapidly toward the High Priest.

The chubby boy's eyes lit up, and he darted towards the bird bone.

A crack had appeared on the bird bone, along with several blurry tooth marks. The animal patterns on it shimmered with a bluish light and crackled.

Upon seeing the inherited bird bones, which had been bitten by a human child, the high priest chanted a spell, and the whirlwind transformed into countless wind blades that engulfed the chubby boy, determined to tear him to pieces.

The chubby boy immediately shrank into the Kui drum, letting the wind blades strike the drum and be blown away by the gale.

"Kui Niu War Drums!"

Lord Aoshan was the first to react.

This……

I didn't hear any drumbeats, where is the Grand Elder?

The other lords also realized what was happening. They looked at the war drum covered with Kui ox patterns, and then at Lord Aoshan, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Didn't they say that the Kui drum was silent, as if it were dead?

Well, this Lord Aoshan, with his pointed mouth and monkey-like face, is indeed dishonest.

The chubby boy emerged from the Kui drum, which had been blown dozens of miles away by the gale, and with a whoosh, flew back with the Kui drum.

The gale that was powerful enough to tear apart any fourth-tier enemy seemed to have no effect on him at all.

Seeing this, the high priest chanted the incantation again, and a whirlwind arrow shot swiftly towards the chubby boy. With a soft "thud," the arrow pierced the chubby boy's skull, exploding into a burst of spiritual light.

The burst of spiritual light then merged into the Kui drum, and the Kui patterns lit up, subsequently transforming back into the chubby little boy.

"Old man, how dare you lay a hand on a senior!"

The chubby boy pounced on the high priest with lightning speed.

As a great wizard, although his physical body was no longer so weak, he was still not used to being approached by others.

As they retreated, they stirred up a gust of wind, blowing the chubby boy away again.

Afterwards, the chubby boy who had returned stopped making a move and stared at the old priest with his big, bright eyes.

"Old man, even if you cover yourself up so well, you can't hide the fact that you've become a birdman. Give me the bird bone in your hand, and I'll grant you the method to return to your ancestral home!"

"You don't even care about your ancestors anymore. I think you've turned against the Heavenly Gang. It's not too late to turn back now."

The chubby boy spoke in a childish voice, yet he put on an air of maturity, which made him seem not only lacking in authority but also quite funny.

"Back then, Xiao Yong went astray, and it was only after my guidance that he was able to break through to the seventh level and become a hero of his time."

"Although you are an old man, I do not despise you. Quickly give me the bird bone in your hand as a thank you gift for bestowing upon you my supernatural powers."

As for your attack on me just now, I'm magnanimous and won't pursue the matter further."

As soon as he finished speaking, another gust of wind swept in. Seeing this, the chubby boy stood on the war drum, hands on his hips, looking exasperated.

"Old man, it's no wonder you're stuck at the early stage of the fifth rank at your age, you don't know any flexibility at all."

"And you all are crooked and misfits, you've all gone down the wrong path of cultivation."

"Bring forth your sorcerer soldiers so I can have a few bites, and I will bestow upon you superior cultivation methods, allowing you to reach the fifth, sixth, and even seventh rank!"

"Back then, Xiao Yong... Oh, right, you guys don't know who Xiao Yong is, do you?"

"Back then, you all called him something like Bo Hou."

……

In short, everyone was stunned, and the trend subsided subconsciously.

Marquis of Yongshan, Xiao Yong?
According to legend in Yongyi, the Kui Niu War Drum was made from a Kui Niu personally hunted by the Marquis of Yongshan. In the legend, the Marquis of Yongshan was a sixth-rank official, not a seventh-rank official.

The rumors are quite inaccurate.

But looking at the little boy, his words didn't seem believable.

Seeing everyone's astonishment, the chubby boy raised his chin and said arrogantly, "A bunch of ugly ducklings. If you don't curry favor with me now, you won't have the chance later."

"And you, do you want to advance to the mid-stage of the fifth rank? I'll help you."

"Kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, then present the bird bones as a gift for becoming my disciple, and I will grant you the method of cleansing your marrow and restoring your human bloodline."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chubby boy vanished from the spot in a flash.
Click!

The high priest suddenly turned pale; using the ancestral artifact had already consumed too much of his spiritual energy.

I felt a sudden weight in my hand, and the bird bone cracked with a snap.

Having been intertwined with the bird bone in his mind, he was naturally impacted after the bird bone shattered.

At this moment, the old priest could no longer hold back and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He chanted the incantation quickly, and a giant hand formed in the void, grabbing down towards the chubby boy.

But the chubby boy was very fast, and he slipped away from the big hand in a flash.

The war drums thundered high in the sky, breaking through the fierce winds and arriving before Shen Can.

Having already sensed something amiss, Shen Can had already stored the Luo Tian Pagoda inside the old tree.

Unexpectedly, the chubby boy who rushed over winked at him through the witch array.

"Hey kid, long time no see."

Shen Can understood exactly what those words meant.

It's been decades since I first heard the Kui Niu war drums.

I was thinking of taking the war drums back, but I didn't expect them to come to me on their own.

"Open the door and let me in. I'm not eating your tower."

As soon as the chubby boy finished speaking, the Kui Drum slammed into the great formation.

After falling into the formation, he first sucked on the bird bone, then spat out, "Ptooey, what is this? How come even the marrow is gone?"

Then, he looked up at the old priest who had come after him, "Your bloodline power is so weak that you can't even taste it. You treat this junk like a treasure."

"Even this is no good enough for you guys!"

Suddenly, the chubby boy's gaze fell on Shen Can, "His blood doesn't even taste as good!"

On the grand formation, the High Priest's face was gloomy. The ancestral artifact was broken, and what's more, it was a bone containing a trace of the Xuan Bird's bloodline. The entire Holy Envoy Clan only had one such piece.

Now, it's completely useless.

As the Holy Messenger who shepherded the people of Yongyi on behalf of the Holy Spirit, how could he not know the rumors about the Yongshanbo tribe?

But the mere Yongshan Mountain had long been destroyed by the great Holy Spirit.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, there is still a remnant of the spirit of the witch artifact lurking in the shadows.

“I keep my word. If you throw down the remaining half of the bird bone, I, the Ancestor, will also bestow upon you a method to refine your bloodline.”

What kind of bird are you, a dignified human? You didn't have one before!

Back then, Xiao Yong was able to achieve unparalleled military exploits only because he followed me in cultivation. I wouldn't give an ordinary person that chance.

"Shut up, you remnants!"

The high priest coldly rebuked him.

The chubby boy stood atop the Kui drum, completely unafraid of the high priest's angry shouts, "Come down and bite me!"

Then he realized, "You are the remnant, your whole clan is the remnant. I shouldn't have let you go back then, I should have stewed you all into soup for me to drink!"

"Remnants!"

"You are the remnant!"

Above and below the formation, two figures exchanged insults.

"Come down!"

The chubby boy put his hands on his hips, his eyes darting around, "You remnant of the family, I, your ancestor, am merciful and was thinking of giving you a chance to turn back from the dead."

Now that you've angered me, I'm not giving you another chance. Wash your neck and wait to be chopped off.

"A bunch of remnants, they probably don't even know what happened back then."

"Hey, I'm being kind and telling you this!"

Your stinky bird is dead!

“Silence, you wicked creature! The great Holy Spirit reigns over all the lands, and countless peoples prostrate themselves at the feet of the Holy Spirit. Our Holy Emissary race, acting as shepherds for the Holy Spirit in Yongyi, is bathed in holy grace.”

I don't care if you were left behind eight thousand years ago or something reborn.

"Disrespecting the Holy Spirit and feigning divine intervention before me, I will surely suppress you rebellious scoundrels!"

……

Inside the formation, the chubby boy darted in front of Shen Can in a flash.

"Oh no, oh no, we've really angered him. Can your formation withstand this bastard's wrath?"

The chubby boy grabbed Shen Can's sleeve and shook it.

Seeing Shen Can looking at him with a strange gaze, he rubbed his hands together. "Why are you looking at me? If this guy goes crazy and pulls out some ancestral artifact, I can only guarantee that I won't die."

"I can't guarantee that!"

"Don't look at me like that. If I had that kind of fighting power, I would have gone with Xiao Yong to fight those stinky birds long ago!"

Shen Can: "..."

(End of this chapter)