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

Chapter 314 The truth!

The territory of the Holy Envoy Clan.

The once quiet Holy Envoy Clan was suddenly thrown into chaos.

Enemy attack!

Within the jungle, the Holy Envoy warriors flapped their wings, attempting to soar into the sky, only to be slammed back down by the sweeping energy just a few feet from their nests and the ground.

The Golden Crow Spear Ship, carrying an unparalleled aura, hovered above the Holy Envoy Clan's territory.

The sounds of thuds and thuds rang out one after another. The Holy Envoy Clan warriors who crashed down were all seriously injured. Some coughed up blood, while others had broken arms and legs, splattering a cloud of blood mist.

On the spear-wielding ship, more than two thousand Divine Warriors surveyed the territory of the Holy Envoy Clan.

"So this is the stronghold of the Holy Envoy Clan. The temple has brought us here to exterminate the Holy Envoy Clan!"

"No, how come the Holy Envoy Clan is so weak? They only have so few Divine Realm warriors, and not even one in the mid-stage of the Divine Realm."

"Could it be that the two fifth-tier beings and dozens of divine treasures we killed before were all there were, and all that's left are these weaker ones?"

……

The members of the Blazing Flame Clan looked around at the Holy Envoys and spoke in hushed tones.

"Is this the Holy Envoy Clan? They're nothing special!"

Among the various tribes, those that have been passed down for several generations all know more or less about the Holy Envoy Clan, especially the Giant Wilderness and Giant Sand tribes, who have made many offerings to the Holy Envoy Clan.

However, the Holy Envoy Clan was too mysterious in the past. The only thing they knew was that decades ago, the Holy Envoy Clan joined forces with the powerful Yongyi tribe to besiege the Zhiyan tribe.

"The ancestral temple's edict is intended to annihilate the Holy Envoy Clan? Isn't that making a mountain out of a molehill?"

Some people murmured to themselves, but dared not say it aloud.

Everyone looked around. Although the Holy Envoy Clan had four ranks, they were only at the initial stage, and there weren't many of them in total.

Such a Holy Envoy Clan could be drowned by the spittle of more than two thousand Divine Treasure Warriors.

"You are so brave!"

"You have trespassed into the land blessed by the Holy Spirit. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Holy Spirit?!"

A warrior from the Holy Envoy Clan roared, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, yet he still spoke with a fierce but inwardly weak tone.
"The great Holy Spirit..."

Meanwhile, many more members of the Holy Envoy Clan had already prostrated themselves and knelt in worship towards the altar.

More than two thousand Divine Treasure warriors descended, and they no longer had the power to resist.

The uncles on the altar remained motionless.

Without Shen Can's instructions, the people on the spear ship remained motionless, watching as a large number of Holy Envoy Clan warriors prostrated themselves on the ground, praying towards the altar.

Everyone's eyes turned toward the altar.

"Who is the Holy Envoy Clan's priest?"

“Just go and see and you’ll find out!”

The Golden Crow Spear Ship headed towards the altar, and soon everyone saw the patterns engraved on the altar.

Are they worshipping their ancestors?

Someone saw a pattern of many figures worshipping a large bird on the altar, and after looking at the winged Holy Messenger Clan, couldn't help but speak up.

"Let's go up to the altar in groups of ten and take a look."

"Let's see who they're actually worshipping!"

Shen Can finally spoke and turned around from where he had his back to everyone.

Many people subconsciously wanted to see what Shen Can looked like, but when they looked up, they saw a golden radiance, surging like a vast ocean.

This was a figure who could control the golden flames even better than Lu Wu had been before. It was as if he stood at the center of the golden fire, radiating an aura that touched the hearts of everyone present.

"Go and have a look."

Shen Can's voice exuded immense authority.

The stunned crowd snapped back to reality, especially the heads of the various departments, who realized that their minds had just wandered off.

Soon, the first group of ten people walked onto the altar and entered the Bird's Nest Temple step by step.

Of these ten people, five came from Zhiyan and five came from other tribes.

"How dare you blaspheme the Holy Spirit!"

When they saw someone heading directly towards the temple, the Holy Envoy warriors who were prostrate in prayer in the jungle could no longer bear it.

This is the Holy Spirit Temple, a place that even ordinary members of their Holy Envoy Clan would find difficult to set foot in under normal circumstances.

"The great Holy Spirit will bring down holy punishment and grind you to dust!"

Some of the Holy Envoy warriors got up from the ground and tried to rush towards the altar.

But the immense pressure descended again, forcing them to lie prostrate on the ground, unable to move.

The reason Shen Can only allowed ten people in at a time was not because the temple was too small to accommodate too many people, but because the stone statues guarding the temple entrance could only take care of ten people.

If too many people go in at once, and they get trapped in the black bird statue's embrace and can't be pulled back, it will be difficult to handle.

"The people worshipped inside are mostly bird-men. These bird-men capture people for sacrifice every now and then. I really don't know what kind of hideous creatures they are."

"Perhaps it is a powerful sacrificial spirit. Look at these birdmen prostrating on the ground, their eyes are so devout. We rarely see such devotion during our clan's sacrificial rites."

While everyone was talking, the ten figures who had entered the temple walked out looking somewhat lost, their auras fluctuating as if they had experienced a great shock.

"What's wrong!"

"Lord Zhenyu, what is being worshipped inside?"

"Brother, what does the Holy Spirit of the Birdman look like?"

……

Looking at the appearance of these ten people, everyone was somewhat surprised and suspicious.

Even if a warrior from the Divine Treasury is defeated, he wouldn't look like this, let alone someone who can become a chieftain. Every one of them is the absolute authority within their own chieftain's territory.

Why does he look even worse than if he'd just been brutally beaten?

"next batch."

Shen Can's voice rang out again.

Ten more people landed on the altar and headed towards the Bird's Nest Temple.

This time, no one was talking amongst themselves; everyone stared intently at the person who stepped into the temple.

The ten people who had just returned were back on the spear ship, still adjusting to their new state.

When Shen Can was already at the fifth level, he was still attracted by the mystery of the Xuan Bird statue at first glance and felt a sense of worship, let alone these Divine Treasure Warriors.

Team after team of Divine Warriors entered the Xuan Bird Temple, which seemed to the kneeling Holy Envoys as if the sky were about to collapse.

Even though they were unable to get up from the ground due to the immense pressure, most of the Holy Envoys continued to struggle. They didn't care that their legs were bleeding from the dirt and stones. Their eyes were fixed on the direction of the altar, and they chanted the Holy Spirit.

As more and more people entered the Bird's Nest Temple, those who didn't go in stopped asking what was inside.

Everyone noticed the problem; the existence of the Holy Envoy Clan's priests was shrouded in mystery.

Those who returned were calming their minds.

Everyone felt the same way; the moment they first saw the Black Bird statue, they had the urge to bow down and worship it.

This kind of worship directly penetrates the heart, bewitches the mind, and even has the power to distort the will.

If no one had pulled them back, they would have felt they were about to succumb to it and be completely controlled by the idol.

After entering the Bird's Nest Temple, the more than 2,400 Divine Warriors sat cross-legged on the spear boat. Some frowned, some sighed, some were stunned... their expressions varied and varied.

Those who can cultivate to the Divine Treasury Realm are all among the most exceptional individuals, one in hundreds of thousands.

The Holy Envoy Clan, the Black Bird Divine Statue... some things are easy to deduce.

The Holy Envoy Clan has a long history, so naturally they have clan records and handwritten notes, not to mention there are so many Holy Envoy Clan warriors here.

In addition, as a Divine Realm warrior, one's divine sense is already quite powerful. While it might be difficult to search the souls of beings of the same level, it is still quite easy to search the souls of beings below the Divine Realm level.

Shen Can didn't intend to reveal the truth; instead, he wanted them to find out for themselves.

After saying that, Shen Can raised his hand and grabbed the Broken Spear, his figure landing on the altar.

The ship formed from the Broken Spear was retrieved, and everyone circulated their blood energy to descend towards the ancient tree below.

Yan Jiang reacted quickly, rushing towards the largest old trees in the jungle, where several huge bird nests hung.

The rest of the group gradually realized what was happening, and some rushed towards the Holy Envoy Clan of the Divine Treasury Realm.

Without the oppressive force of the Golden Crow Spear Ship, a portion of the Holy Envoy Clan rose from the ground, only to be suppressed by numerous Divine Treasure Warriors.

The dozen or so remaining divine treasures of the Holy Envoy Clan did not cause much of a stir and were suppressed on the spot.

"Tell me, what secrets do you have?"

"You who defy the Holy Spirit will die a horrible death!"

"You are nothing but ants fed by the Holy Spirit, cowardly..."

Before the Holy Envoy could finish speaking, he was slapped.

"We are domesticated ants, and what are you then?"

“We are servants of the great Holy Spirit, no longer weak beings like you. When the Holy Spirit returns, not only will you die, but your tribes and lineages will be destroyed, leaving nothing behind!”

Yun Jiang's face contorted in pain; he felt as if he were being torn apart. He didn't understand!

Why would a dignified Holy Envoy Clan be silently invaded by a group of insignificant shepherds?

Their territory had long been sealed off.

Even the beast kings of the Juyue Mountains couldn't break through their mountain gates back then. How could a bunch of ants from Yongyi, whom they looked down upon, possibly open the cave of their Holy Envoy Clan?

Why has it come to this? We are the Holy Envoy Clan!

And why did the great-uncle on the altar never appear from beginning to end?

"Grand Uncle, are you frightened?"

Finally, feeling the extreme pain, Yun Jiang roared towards the altar.

How could my great-uncle, who was guarding outside the temple, allow a group of domesticated humans to enter the temple? This would be an insult to the great Holy Spirit.

"Come look here!"

"These bird-men have been keeping us as pets for thousands of years!"

"We were actually being kept as livestock!"

The manuscripts and animal hide scrolls unearthed from several huge bird nests caused quite a stir among the Divine Treasure Warriors.

They stared in disbelief at the clan records of the Holy Envoy Clan.

Someone murmured something, then turned and rushed down to grab the Holy Envoy Clan warrior.

After all, as a warrior of the Divine Treasury, although he had heard that the Holy Envoy Clan was capturing sacrificial offerings in Yongyi, he believed that they would not be able to capture him, so he naturally had an indifferent attitude.

But now that I realize I'm being kept as a pet, it's a bit unbearable.

"Say it!"

“You are the food nourished by the great Holy Spirit, and my Holy Ancestors are your shepherds on behalf of the great beings.”

Despite the oppressive aura of the Divine Treasury Lord, the third-tier Holy Envoy Clan member still spoke with a cold smile.

"The livestock we've been raising have gone completely mad!"

Since death was inevitable anyway, he spoke without any reservations.

"You are nothing but blood food, a bunch of fools."

"Those who are complacent and think themselves powerful in a small corner of the world are nothing more than frogs at the bottom of a well."

“When the Holy Spirit returns, you will all become the food of the Holy Spirit.”

Some people began to search the souls of the Holy Envoy Clan. The search was surprisingly effective, as the silence spoke volumes.

The truth that one discovers oneself is far more effective than Shen Can telling it himself.

"If the Holy Spirit is so powerful, why hasn't it manifested itself for so long?"

The elder began searching, hoping to uncover more truths from the clan records of the Holy Envoy Clan.

Unfortunately, the Holy Envoy Clan has few records of the events surrounding the conquest of the Black Bird by the Marquis of Yongshan.

Eight thousand years ago, the Holy Messenger Clan was also a fool. They worshipped and prayed every day for the great Holy Spirit to reappear, but they never thought to carefully explore why the Holy Spirit did not appear.

These guys are so devout to the Holy Spirit that they don't even have the slightest thought of prying into the Holy Spirit's secrets.

Half a day later.

A group of people landed one after another at the Bird's Nest altar and looked at Shen Can, who was sitting cross-legged on the high altar.

Everyone had different expressions. Some people didn't care. Looking at the dilapidated state of the Holy Envoy Clan, it was obvious that the Holy Spirit they were worshipping was probably in grave danger.

Without the Holy Spirit and without the Holy Apostles, they are no longer being domesticated.

But then they thought of the statue they had seen in the temple, whose eyes seemed to devour their very souls.

The Holy Spirit is not dead!

At this moment, Shen Can stood up on the altar and slowly walked down the stone steps.

"The Holy Spirit of the Holy Envoy Clan is a member of the Black Bird Clan, and the head bird is at the seventh rank."

The sound reached the ears of every Divine Treasure Warrior.

"Seventh level!"

"what?"

"seven……"

Everyone was stunned. They had considered that the Holy Spirit might be at the sixth level, but they never imagined that there could be a seventh level. This was beyond their imagination.

"But the Holy Spirit was grievously wounded eight thousand years ago."

The group of gods listened intently.

"It was severely damaged by the Marquis of Yongshan who gathered together various tribes."

"What?"

Some people couldn't help but jump up; the news was too shocking.

Marquis Yongshan is a renowned sixth-tier expert in Yongyi, and his subordinate, Dragon Master Yushi, is famous for his prowess.

There are not many legends about the Lord of Yongshan. It is only known that he convened various tribes many times, but then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

As a result, the Yongshan Earl's tribe was reduced to an empty shell, and was divided up by many other earls.

So much so that the whereabouts of the Marquis of Yongshan have remained a mystery for eight thousand years.

I never expected that we would go to fight the Black Bird.

"Eight thousand years ago, the Black Bird dominated the north and south of the Giant Mountain Range. Humans were fed to the Black Bird, and even the Marquis of Yongshan was forced to offer up his own child to become the Black Bird's food."

The records of the Holy Envoy Clan also contain information about their hunting priests and shepherds.

Even though the Black Bird had already been severely injured by Marquis Yongshan.

For eight thousand years, the hunting priests have been capturing divine treasures in Yongyi every two hundred years and offering them as sacrifices to the injured 'holy spirits'. Some of the tribes present here have a long history, and it is likely that their ancestors were captured and sacrificed by the hunting priests of the holy messenger tribe.

The shepherds of the Holy Tribe would periodically patrol Yongyi and report its situation to the Holy Spirit.

This clearly demonstrates that the severely wounded Holy Spirit is constantly watching over Yongyi, and once the Holy Spirit awakens, the first thing it will do is annihilate the people of Yongyi!

"what!"

As Shen Can recounted his story, even more people became restless.

For a seventh-tier Xuan Bird, destroying Yongyi is just a matter of snapping its fingers.

Misfortune strikes out of nowhere while you're sitting at home?
Someone quickly figured out the cause and effect: the Xuan Bird Holy Spirit fed on humans, and the Marquis of Yongshan disappeared eight thousand years ago because he went to conquer the Xuan Bird.

Furthermore, Bo Hou severely injured the Black Bird, causing it to remain silent for eight thousand years.

For a time, some people remained silent, while others were stirred.

Those who remained silent only felt what a fucking surprise was!

I was just angry because I was being kept as a pet, but I never expected something even more terrifying would happen.

A seventh-tier Xuan Bird!

Damn it, I wouldn't even dare to create such a powerful enemy for myself in my wildest dreams.

In the crowd, Lord Lingyu lowered his head, inwardly grumbling.

The Blazing Flame has five levels, and it has already made him bow down. He can't imagine how powerful the seventh level would be.

Why take action if you can't defeat the Black Bird? This only leaves trouble for now.

There are quite a few people who think like Lord Lingyu. They have no objection to fighting the Xuan Bird, but you didn't kill the Xuan Bird and left trouble behind.

Who can solve this?
Isn't this just blatant waiting to die?
Isn't offering some blood sacrifice better than annihilating the entire clan?

One can imagine that once the Black Bird awakens, Yongyi will be forced to plow the land three feet deep, burn the weeds, and cut the stones. The dignity of the seventh rank will inevitably be washed away with the blood of hundreds of millions of humans.

'The Holy Envoy Clan worships seventh-tier Holy Spirits, and even sixth-tier individuals have emerged within the clan. Even in its decline, it still has fifth-tier individuals presiding over its members…'

Lord Xiashan's thoughts were racing, but he quickly suppressed them.

At this moment, the thoughts of the various lords changed rapidly. Their expressions showed worry, surprise, and blankness, as if they had not yet reacted.

"The Marquis actually went to conquer the seventh-tier Xuan Bird for the sake of my Yongyi human race. It's a pity that my descendants are so disappointing. Not only did we fail to inherit the Marquis's legacy, but even the territory that the Marquis conquered back then has been largely encroached upon by the Huan Tou tribe!"

The old lord of Changhuan sighed, "Why did the lord not leave a will before he left? My Yongyi has wasted eight thousand years of its history, and all that remains for the tribes is internal strife."

Shen Can had actually guessed what Elder Changhuan was saying: after Marquis Yongshan severely injured Xuan Niao, Xuan Niao probably made a backup plan.

Otherwise, the matter of the Marquis's campaign against the Black Bird could not have been so tightly sealed off in Yongyi.

Not to mention, even the Holy Envoy Clan, the loyal lackey of the Black Bird Holy Spirit, didn't know about it.

If Yongyi didn't know, that's one thing, but the Holy Envoy Clan should know.

Unfortunately, the clan records of the Holy Envoy Clan are also vague about the events of the past eight thousand years.

Someone must have erased the relevant records.

Unfortunately, too much time has passed. Shen Can even suspects that when the various tribes of Yongyi fought over the Yongshan Earl's tribe, someone was secretly sabotaging things.

To force humans to exterminate other humans is a ruthless move.

The consequences of this have lasted for eight thousand years.

(End of this chapter)