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

Chapter 265 Blood Sacrifice (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
After listening to Kui Ling's description, Shen Can felt that this little guy was a bit confused. Although he had existed for a long time, he had not experienced much, and his intelligence had not increased with the years.

According to the available information, the Marquis of Yongshan led a group of people to fight the Black Bird back then, and then never returned.

The Black Bird is the ruler of Yongyi, which brings us back to the question we discussed with Senior Daji.

Some large clans raise human people, just as they raise precious medicinal herbs.

The Marquis of Yongshan rose up in rebellion, but never returned, and no one knows the outcome of the battle.

However, looking at the situation in Yongyi, even the Holy Envoy Clan, who are like dogs to the Black Bird, are so outwardly strong but inwardly weak, which is enough to prove that the Marquis did a good job back then.

Even if the Black Bird wasn't completely destroyed, it was likely severely damaged.

Otherwise, the Holy Envoy Clan wouldn't be so weak. The entire clan only has two fifth-tier members. One was easily tricked twice and then killed, while the other was taken down by the High Priest himself.

There's no one available.

Similarly, the fifth-tier Saint Envoy did not have the demeanor of a powerful figure as imagined. When they first came, they regarded Shen Can as an ant and grabbed him as soon as they touched him.

Clearly, years of tyrannical behavior were ingrained in his blood, making him act arrogantly and disregard Yongyi.

It's called a fifth-tier creature, but it's more like a bloodsucking worm clinging to Yongyi.

However, since Bo Hou left Kui Ling behind, he obviously still had concerns. In case he could not destroy the Xuan Niao himself, he wanted future generations to follow in his footsteps and complete the journey to destroy the Xuan Niao.

Whether the Black Bird was truly wiped out is most likely not.

Look at the Holy Envoy Clan. Although they appear strong on the outside but are weak on the inside, they have still managed to pass down their traditions and hold a sacrificial ceremony every two hundred years.

This indicates that the Black Bird should not be dead.

However, he didn't live a very comfortable life either.

Of course, to find out the specifics, we would have to question one of the Holy Envoys and see what their rituals are all about.

Shen Can already had a plan in mind for the upcoming battle.

The moment the High Priest of the Holy Envoy Clan didn't immediately act after being provoked by the Kui Spirit, it signified that the balance of power in this great battle had begun to shift towards the Blazing Flame.

There's nothing else to do next; I'll focus all my efforts on breaking through to the peak of the Divine Treasury.

If there isn't enough time, use high-level resources to make up for it.

Want to trap and kill the Blazing Flame?

He needs to have that ability.

"Tell me about the battle flags and war drums. How can they help the Marquis achieve seventh-tier combat power?"

"Hmm, I don't know. It's like a large formation where people carry flags, beat drums, and gather a group of warriors, concentrating the fighting power of the clansmen into one person."

"What a fool."

Shen Can tapped Kui Ling's head.

This time, Kui Ling didn't get angry; instead, she squatted down with a dejected look on her face.

"What can I do? When my mother was pregnant with me, she forcibly went through the Heavenly Tribulation and was almost killed by the Stinky Bird Clan."

My Kui Niu clan requires a gestation period of a hundred years before birth, and I am less than seventy years old..."

Kui Ling touched his head, clearly understanding that he wasn't always so quick-witted.

Shen Can understood why the Great Kui Niu War Drum sealed the little guy in Yongyi instead of taking him to attack the Xuan Niao.

Aside from leaving a message, the only other option is to spare their lives.

After all, it was a spirit transformed from the spirit of the Kui Niu, not a true spirit born from the witchcraft artifact, and it knew about life and death.

"With so many traitors and disloyalists in Yongyi, do you want to see them cry?"

Shen Can pointed to the various martial artists in the sky, thinking that these guys would at least back down.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Envoy Clan may have given too much, as they are all stubbornly staying here and refusing to leave.

Since they won't leave, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Having just emptied the entire Bifangbo tribe, they had to hastily send the source stones back to replenish their resources.

"What do you propose?"

As expected, upon hearing this, Kui Ling excitedly rushed over.

"Can you take people out with you?"

"Go and empty their resources to keep the great formation running."

"This is good, this is good."

Kui Ling clapped her hands excitedly, "I can do it! I can do it! Let's go!"

Shen Can pulled back the excited Kui Ling and handed her over to the giant beast clone.

"Huh, why does this clone of yours have such a strange aura? It seems familiar."

When Kui Ling saw the clone, its forehead gleamed, clearly indicating that it was using its brain.

Unfortunately, I couldn't remember anything in the end.

I'll think about it later.

Shen Can didn't take it seriously. "You and my clone sneak out together, first to Qingyang, then to Aoshan."

"I am familiar with Aoshan."

Upon hearing this, Kui Ling said, "Let's go to Aoshan first; his family has hidden treasures."

Before long, Kui Ling and his clone entered the ancestral temple and disappeared from the sight of the high priest above.

When it reappeared, the clone had shrunk and landed on the Kui Drum, like a protruding rivet.

Kui Ling transformed into a streak of light and crashed into the formation, then broke out of it.

This guy isn't strong in combat, but he's incredibly resilient. Considering his mother was someone who survived a seventh-order Heavenly Tribulation, it's not surprising that he has some skill since he survived the Heavenly Tribulation with his mother.

hum!
In the void, the high priest suddenly moved.

As the incantation was chanted, a fierce wind swept across all directions, engulfing hundreds of miles of land.

With a "poof," the Kui Drum manifested in a mountain wilderness outside the great formation. Gale arrows struck the Kui Drum with a crackling sound, exploding into swirling storms that sent it flying and disappearing into the wilderness in an instant.

Upon seeing the Kui Drum, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor subconsciously put away the ancestral witch artifact in his hand.

This is another time they've come out to steal witchcraft artifacts.

"Be careful, keep an eye on your magical artifacts, and don't fall for this guy's tricks again."

The High Priest, piloting the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat, shuttled across the great formation. Even after sensing the disappearance of the Kui Drum, he did not let his guard down.

With this guy lurking in the shadows, no one dared to take out their magical artifacts, which put them in a very passive position.

The ancestral bird bone is broken and unusable; we must find another way to break this great formation.

To keep these guys in check, he gave them the first volume of a secret technique for breaking through to the fifth rank, titled "The Three-Turn Phase Condensation Method".

The fifth rank of the Holy Envoy Clan was obtained through the grace of the Holy Spirit. This method was also a fragmented method passed down from their ancestors, and it had no second volume at all.

But these guys didn't know that.

Having this fifth-tier upper volume method is enough to keep these people hanging, since he never intended for them to leave alive anyway.

Whether it was the patriarchs and chieftains of the Blazing Flame Tribe or the various tribes of Yongyi, they all deserved to die in the eyes of the High Priest.

As long as those who know about the Holy Envoy Clan's weakness are eliminated, the Holy Envoy Clan will remain a mysterious and powerful clan, intimidating all other tribes.

Those present were all patriarchs and chieftains of several powerful tribes, representing the strongest group in the entire Yongyi.

The Holy Envoy Clan suffered such heavy losses; the high-level combat forces of the various tribes of Yongyi should also have perished to maintain balance.

He has already sent Xuanzhang back to the Holy Envoy Clan to the place below the ancestral temple where he broke through, to retrieve the beast images left behind by generations, and then to activate the beast images using the bloodline method.

At that time, these tribal ancestors will be among the sacrificial offerings.

At this moment, the two Spirit Shepherds of the Holy Envoy Clan, led by Xuan Qi, were constantly patrolling above the great formation.

Ancestor Tianzheng and Ancestor Aoshan were suspended in the air to the east of the formation, while Ancestor Qingyang and Ancestor Zhuyan were located to the west of the formation.

Bi Fang Patriarch, along with Bi Fang Bozhu and Tian Zheng Bozhu, were positioned on the south side of the formation, while Chang You Patriarch, Chang You Bozhu, and Zhu Yan Bozhu were positioned on the north side.

Coupled with the high priest who constantly patrolled the sky in the wind and thunder flying boat, it seemed as if he wanted to completely seal off the Blazing Flame Tribe.

The fact that the Holy Envoy Clan's High Priest did not make a move gave the Blazing Flame Clan a chance to catch their breath and begin to heal their injuries.

The sacrificial spirits returned to the sacrificial vessels to rest.

Volcano, Yan Wanyun, Four-Colored Deer, and Golden Sword Tiger also suffered varying degrees of damage from the backlash and are now recuperating.

The entire area, both inside and outside the formation, spanning hundreds of miles, fell eerily quiet.

Shen Can took out another precious pill and swallowed it, and then he heard a fierce wind sweeping up from above once again.

Amidst the dense, howling winds, swords, spears, halberds, wild beasts, and flying birds appeared, crashing down with a deafening roar.

This made the tribespeople, who were resting, tense up again.

The seemingly formidable attack caused less than a third of the turmoil of the previous Nine Azure Suns, but it still startled the tribesmen.

The attack lasted for about half an hour before stopping. The High Priest sat cross-legged on the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat, coldly watching the scene below.

Then, attacks like these continued to occur.

Sometimes it's a grand shamanic ceremony, sometimes it's the elders of various tribes taking action, as if they're not letting the Blazing Flame Clan get any rest.

In the first few days, it was really hard to cope, especially for the ordinary tribesmen. They were all very nervous, fearing that if they didn't watch over them in time, the enemy would take advantage of the situation and suddenly launch a big attack.

Such a commotion kept the clansmen on guard very worried, and those on shifts couldn't get any rest.

A few days later, the witch doctors rode flying boats and distributed the prepared medicinal soup everywhere.

The fragrant medicinal soup was distributed to the clansmen who were taking turns resting. After gulping down two bowls, they lay down on one side, used tree roots as pillows, and fell fast asleep, completely unaffected by the commotion and noise above the great formation.

There are witchcraft potions that induce deep sleep, and there are also stimulants that enhance mental state.

The clansmen guarding the great formation drank stimulants.

Somewhere in the great formation, several figures, separated by a great distance, were drinking invigorating elixirs and exchanging loud conversations.

"In my opinion, this old fifth-tier guy is out of options, otherwise he wouldn't be resorting to this method of constant harassment."

"When I get old, I will definitely tell my grandson that his grandfather also participated in the fifth-order battle back then, and even forced the fifth-order old ghost to take action and constantly disturb my rest."

"Yes, that's right, there's no exaggeration at all. We can say that with our heads held high when the time comes."

As they were saying this, the group didn't notice that Ji Qing, the spirit priestess, was hovering in mid-air, watching them and observing their conversation and expressions.

As a physically weak sacrificial spirit, he did not perish like Ji Tianlong and the others while protecting the array base, nor did he return to the sacrificial vessel to recuperate.

Since the start of the great war, he has been wandering around the tribe's territory, capturing every scene. His original profession was painting, and he would draw everything he saw.

……

Deep within the clan's territory, near the primordial vein.

After taking the precious medicine, Shen Can's injuries have almost fully recovered.

The fifth-order wind and lightning tore through his flesh, especially the shockwave from that wind arrow, which shattered the bones in his shoulder.

For anyone else, such a shockwave would have caused them to explode and die, but Shen Can, supported by the powerful battle bones of the human race's battle body, managed to withstand the impact of the fifth-order shockwave energy.

Looking inward, the beast patterns on the surface of his battle bones continuously released a scorching vitality, nourishing the torn marks between his flesh and blood. The fifth-tier warrior of the Holy Envoy Clan could actually be considered to have died a worthy death. In the end, he risked injury to stab him to death, and another reason was that he had seen the true beastly form.

This beast form was different from what Shen Can had imagined. He thought it would be similar to his battle form, both transforming into wild beasts.

It has changed, but a huge phantom has emerged from within its body, though it is in a materialized state.

However, this materialized beast form lacked the support of battle bones.

No matter how powerful a beast form is without the support of battle bones, can it be more powerful than one with battle bones?

Furthermore, the beast form that the fifth-order Saint Envoy Clan transformed into was several feet shorter than his battle body.

Perhaps when it comes to the difference in skill levels, we shouldn't simply judge strength based on the height of one's skill.

But his late-stage fourth-order battle body reached over fifty feet, while a fifth-order beast form only barely approaches fifty feet. Is that correct?
Back then, Shen Can even referred to his battle form as the Little Beast Form.

It now appears that this fifth-tier beast of the Holy Envoy Clan is somewhat inferior to what was imagined.

When people in the Great Wilderness sculpt statues of their ancestors, they all know to first use wood and iron to build the framework, and then use clay to sculpt the outer shape.

A beast that only has the appearance but no bones, no matter how large it is, is still hollow.

Of course, Shen Can had only ever seen one fifth-level martial artist like this. Other fifth-level martial artists might not be like this, but this guy had given him some inspiration.

Perhaps his path to the fifth tier will be different.

Even if you can't advance to the fifth rank now, your battle body shouldn't fall behind during the process of advancing to the peak of the fourth rank.

Right next to the Yuan Meridian, surging Yuan Power enveloped Shen Can, and like a wild beast, he began to devour a large amount of Yuan Power into his body.

Within the divine treasure, the blood energy flowed like a vast ocean, and the shattered spear hovered above it, also absorbing the blood energy.

After he accompanied this fourth-tier superior-grade magical artifact to challenge a fifth-tier opponent, the spirituality contained within the spear seemed to be activated, showing signs of transformation.

After a continuous stream of source energy is drawn into the body, it is transformed into blood and qi through the body's circulation.

Then, through the process of the body's internal circulation, it is absorbed into every corner of the body.

During this process, the beast patterns on the battle bones, like hungry little beasts, began to absorb the blood essence.

During this process, the beast patterns were activated, and beast shadows began to emerge.

The Kui Niu roared, its voice like thunder; the Fire Ape climbed the mountain, its momentum like a soaring to the sky; Lu Wu sat atop the mountain ridge…

Despite the roars and turmoil of these wild beasts, a blurry human figure appeared and disappeared among the patterns, his fists like thunder and his palms like overturning the sea, hammering these beast shadows into submission one by one.

……

Rumble!
Above the great formation, the attack from the High Priest descended once more, with the fifth-order Wind and Thunder Flying Boat continuously unleashing bolts of wind and thunder hundreds of feet in size.

However, apart from some large and small tremors, the entire formation showed no sign of retaliating.

Inside the great formation, the Blazing Flame Clan members were busy in an orderly fashion.

This made the high priest's expression even more ashen, and the murderous intent surging within him grew even stronger.

He would not be at peace until his clan was completely wiped out and his lineage was utterly destroyed.

Even with a fifth-order formation, a group of ants shouldn't be able to resist the might of a fifth-order god.

Otherwise, what does it mean that he has cultivated for thousands of years!
Will his Holy Envoy Clan still have a way to survive in the future?
……

"Damn it!"

Lord Tianzheng cursed, saying that after fighting for so long, the Zhiyan tribe was an anomaly.

Not only did he see it, but all the elders saw it.

You say he's powerful? He doesn't even have a peak Divine Treasure Realm cultivator.

You might say he's not powerful, but he even killed a fifth-tier martial artist.

Although this fifth-tier warrior was injured, he was still a fifth-tier warrior whom they respected.

That damned Blazing Flame Tribe is holding off their attacks with a fifth-tier grand formation, and they've even inflicted heavy losses on their various tribes.

Even if he killed Shen Can, a fifth-level Saint Envoy, he was only at the late stage of the Divine Treasury realm.

Although they were astonished by Shen Can's amazing combat power, looking at the entire Blazing Flame Tribe, Shen Can was the only one who was not human. The rest of them were nothing but ants in front of them.

If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that Yongyi had such an unusual tribe and warriors.

This tribe must be eradicated.

Then they would fight for the formations and the inheritance.

That enormous battle body is even larger than a fifth-order beast form. We must seize its cultivation method!
Whether it's the formation or the cultivation tradition, it all signifies that the Blazing Flame has a path to certain death.

"This tribe deserves to die!"

Bi Fangbo's eyes were sharp, and Tian Zhengbo saw the grand formation and the martial arts inheritance, but he also saw the blast furnace billowing thick smoke.

The molten iron flowed out like a fiery dragon, and after one rotation, a finished product weighing thousands of pounds was produced.

Bi Fang is the number one iron hammer in Yongyi, and Zhi Yan is digging up Bi Fang's roots.

Such a forging method must be from Bifang, and can only be from Bifang.

In short, everyone saw a 'harvest' from Zhiyan; Zhiyan's army was doomed.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Xuanzhang returned from his clan and landed on the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat.

"High Priest, I'm back."

Xuanzhang spat out a shaman's pouch, which fell into the hands of the high priest.

After the Grand Priest opened the gates, four black bird-like beast statues were inside.

These animal figures are less than a foot in size and resemble petrified fossils, with a grayish-white surface tinged with brown. Some even show the popular witchcraft and cracks on them.

These are the animal forms accumulated by the Holy Envoy Clan over the years.

He then entered the cabin of the Wind and Thunder Boat.

Upon entering, one can feel the chaotic aura sweeping through the cabin, pounding against the spiritual barrier inside and making a rumbling sound.

The high priest took out the beast form that had been gathered from Yu Cheng, and then took out two precious herbs, crushed them, and infused the medicinal power into the beast form.

The dried blood in the surface cracks began to turn red again under the nourishment of the precious medicine, and bubbles also appeared on the surface of the beast-shaped image.

However, after the medicinal power of the two precious herbs was completely absorbed, apart from the blood beads seeping out, there was no fluctuation of soul power on the surface of the beast.

Seeing this, the high priest frowned and used his divine sense to try to awaken Yu Cheng.

The beast's body hissed and crackled, like parched earth receiving sweet dew.

Yu Cheng's remnant soul curled up into a ball, lying quietly inside the beast form, absorbing the medicinal power of the precious medicine.

Seeing that he remained unconscious, the High Priest crushed two more precious herbs and used his divine sense to mobilize their power to help Yu Cheng absorb them.

"Buzz!"

Finally, the dormant remnant soul stirred, and Yu Cheng, with a human head and a bird's body, emerged from the beastly form. His soul was covered with cracks, giving the impression that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Moreover, Yu Cheng's soul fluctuations were barely comparable to those of the early fourth-tier cultivator, and even fluctuated wildly.

Sensing Yu Cheng's state, the High Priest's face turned ashen, as if he had eaten shit, and he couldn't help but curse him as a good-for-nothing in his heart.

Despite his curses, he was the last fifth-tier member of the clan besides himself, so he still had to save him, even if it meant turning him into a god statue, he had to get through this difficult period.

"The Great Shamanic Ritual".

Yu Cheng's voice woke the high priest from his reverie, and he was too lazy to exchange pleasantries with Yu Cheng.

"Next, there will be a blood sacrifice to the other beast forms. You should take this opportunity to absorb the essence of their flesh and blood. Whether you can recover or not depends on this."

To activate the dormant beast form, a large amount of energy is needed. Although the Holy Envoy Clan has Originium, nothing beats living beings.

Since the disobedient one appeared in Ji, then everyone in Ji should die.

"understood."

In his weakened state, Yu Cheng hesitated for a moment before responding to the High Priest.

Seeing this, the high priest frowned again.

This is fucking exhausting.

Given this condition, how much recovery can the patient expect?

Fortunately, I didn't have high hopes to begin with, so I wasn't too disappointed; it was just a little bit.

……

Soon, the patriarchs from various factions returned to the Wind and Thunder Flying Boat.

"Blood sacrifice to the beast."

The High Priest handed over the four beast statues, excluding the one that carried Yu Cheng, to the ancestors present.

These old ancestors, clutching the beast images, had trembling, withered hands.

I'm so excited! This is a fifth-tier beast form!

This is equivalent to them capturing a former fifth-tier being, and at this moment, they couldn't help but use their divine sense to sense it.

At first glance, the animal-shaped statues look like they were carved by a master craftsman.

If it hadn't been given to them by the high priest, they would have suspected that it was just a stone.

However, when observed with divine sense, one can sense a profound mystery within that they cannot comprehend. Countless runes of witchcraft intertwine and converge within the beast form, spreading throughout its entire body like veins.

This discovery delighted the elders present; so this is what the beast form looks like.

If one could gain a deeper understanding, wouldn't one have a reference point when advancing to the Beast Form Realm?

Looking at the old fellows in Yongyi, the High Priest sneered, his face shrouded in black robes.

The rarer the better; for a peak fourth-tier martial artist, nothing is more exciting than advancing to the fifth tier.

If they don't study the beast form left behind by a former fifth-level martial artist, how can they calm their restless hearts?

When this thing explodes, it will take them all with it to their deaths.

If they cannot live to become beasts, then dying like beasts is enough to fulfill their wishes.

"Don't worry, Ancestor. We will immediately send a message to the clan to begin the arrest."

When the Heavenly Ancestor spoke, the veins on his hand gripping the beast image bulged.

As for blood sacrifices and such, what's the problem with a few ants dying?

If the blood sacrifice process can teach them about the beastly nature of animals, then these ants will have died a worthy death.

"Yes, yes, our tribe is relatively close, I'll go and send the message now."

Ancestor Bifang spoke, then pointed at Lord Bifang and said, "You go back immediately and personally lead the elders and clansmen to capture them."

The high priest's hoarse voice then rang out, "The people of Ji have defied the Holy Spirit and shall be sacrificed."

"In accordance with the Holy Spirit's decree."

Several elders spoke up one after another. They didn't care whether these words were a sacred decree or not. The real purpose was to perform a blood sacrifice on the beast and observe its appearance.

(End of this chapter)