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

Chapter 58 First Kill in the Temple, Martial Arts Techniques (Please continue reading)
After the water arrows struck, the earth and the warriors of the Upper Lake tribe were riddled with holes, and cries of agony filled the air.

Dozens were nailed to the ground and hundreds were seriously injured. Although they did not die, they were riddled with holes and bleeding, and could not stand up.

The rest were also injured. The Shanghu tribe's army, totaling only three hundred men, was completely overwhelmed by the sudden rain of water arrows.

"Witchcraft talismans! They have witchcraft talismans!"

"How could a country bumpkin have witchcraft talismans!"

"what!"

"The clan leader has also been stabbed to death!"

Those who remained screamed in terror; the sudden shock was so great that all they felt was fear.

How could this war be fought like this!

"Shhhhhh!"

Arrows rained down from afar, aimed at the leading water trough.

Despite the rain of shamanic arrows, Shui Tuo, relying on his Heavenly Vein Realm cultivation and thick skin, only suffered minor injuries all over his body.

Then, he received care and love from Huo Qing, Huo Mu, and their clansmen.

The witch's arrows are aimed at him, not others!

"clank!"

At this moment, the ear-piercing sound of beast tendons being pulled rang out again, like a death knell, and the remaining warriors of the Upper Lake Clan were completely thrown into chaos.

"Run!"

"Boom!"

The giant arrow, as thick as an arm, once again hurtled through the air at an angle, exploding into several sprays of blood before crashing into a distant boulder.

Seeing the giant arrow coming, Shui Tuo abandoned his tribesmen and, with wooden arrows stuck in his body, hurriedly ran into the distance.

The other wounded scrambled and crawled in all directions, only to be met head-on by the charging members of the Blazing Flame Tribe.

"Huo Qing, come with me!"

Seeing Shui Tuo running wildly with several arrows on his back, Huo Tang called to Huo Qing and the other two to lead their tribesmen to chase after him.

"Huoqi, you take charge of things here!"

……

The summit of Shanghuangbu Mountain.

The moment the worm heard the sound of the giant crossbow, it wrapped itself in its robe and rolled away.

He didn't dare to stop at all.

I've heard this sound, even if I haven't experienced it myself.

It's a giant crossbow!
What kind of bastard dares to launch a sneak attack with a giant crossbow?

Let alone him, even a third-tier wizard would probably have to deal with this thing piece by piece.

He now stands high above, surrounded by open space, with no obstructions on the mountaintop.

A perfect place to die.

It was understandable that Shen Can would be frightened away by the worms, but he didn't expect that the worms would run away as soon as they heard the clanging of the giant crossbow before he even had the volcano make a move.

He looks like an experienced veteran.

"Uncle Volcano, take the bow and chase after him. Remember to keep your distance and make sure he doesn't get away."

Shen Can looked at the volcano and said, "Don't worry, I'll stay here on the mountain and not move at all."

There was a stirring in the volcano's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll be a good boy/girl."

"Then Ah Chan, stay here and hide well."

"Don't worry, the clan chief and the others are down the mountain. I'll wait for you to come find me."

"Hurry up, or this blood witch will escape and take revenge on the tribe. You don't want our Blazing Flame tribe to end up like Upper Fur, do you?"

"Ah Chan, hide well, I'll be back soon."

"Remember not to get too close."

“If he uses witchcraft, use the talisman I gave you.”

"understood."

Volcano grabbed the wooden bow and rushed down the mountain quickly.

Seeing that the volcano had disappeared, Shen Can also descended the hill in another direction.

Although Volcano possessed powerful energy, he wasn't entirely at ease dealing with the Blood Witch.

Southern part of Shanghuang ethnic area.

The worm scrambled along, its two legs not being the same length.

Blood witches worship calamity beasts, and during their cultivation, they suffer backlash. Being alone is only part of the problem; they also have to endure physical pain.

The worm didn't care who was behind the sneak attack.

In any case, whoever gets the Blood Curse Wood will end up like the Upper Yellow Division.

After a while, he will be a good sorcerer again.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the limping, frantically running worm felt a chill. Without hesitation, it transformed into a ball and rolled away, the arrow flashing past its side and disappearing into the earth.

call out!
Then, the second arrow came.

The worm, which had rolled into a ball, exploded in a cloud of blood after being hit in the leg by the arrow. After rolling a few times, it had to use both hands to continue crawling forward.

A piece of white bone appeared on his back, flashing with streaks of blood-red light resembling deer antlers. With a clang, the arrow collided with the bone, the immense force of the arrow sending the bone flying and piercing the worm's back.

"puff!"

As the worm looked at the arrow that had pierced its chest, blood gushed from its mouth, and it began to mutter incantations.

"By the cursed beast above, I curse..."

As the worm chanted incantations, streams of blood gushed from its body, forming a crimson beam of light.

Boom!

Another arrow was fired afterward and struck him on the head with a whoosh.

The worm's skull exploded.

The headless corpse swayed and fell, the still-forming cursed blood light flickering and disappearing.

"You ugly bastard, do you think I'd let you finish the incantation?"

Then, the skeleton began to writhe violently, emitting a sound similar to a baby crying but extremely sharp and piercing, and thick smoke of blood rose up.

In just a few breaths, the headless corpse quickly turned into a pool of thick, blackish-brown blood, leaving not even bones or clothes behind.

In the distance, Shen Can revealed himself, covering his nose as he stepped forward slightly, using a wooden stick to poke the arrow that had missed earlier into the filthy blood.

A sizzling sound rang out as the wooden and iron arrowhead parts were rapidly melted in the filthy blood.

He hadn't expected that he would die and turn into a pool of filthy blood. He looked around and then turned to leave.

……

mountain top.

The volcano returned hastily and breathed a sigh of relief when it saw Shen Can sitting obediently in the crevice of the rock.

He only realized after running down that he shouldn't have listened to Shen Can.

"Ah Chan, I didn't find it, I just found a pool of very smelly blood."

"Was he really scared to death?"

"It must be that the spell failed and backfired."

Shen Can responded, "Let's go down the mountain and see how the clan leader and the others are doing."

Upon arriving at the foot of Shanghuang Mountain, we saw several tribesmen working together to pull down a giant arrow. The person on the arrow had wide-open eyes, and even in death, he could not close his eyes in peace.

Upon seeing Shen Can approach, a member of the tribe ripped the animal bone crown off his head and ran over to him as if presenting it as a treasure.

“Temple offerings, here you go.”

The tribal war was over, and only about twenty soldiers remained from the Upper Lake tribe.

Those were all minor injuries that could be treated; those that couldn't be treated were sent to their deaths prematurely.

Not long after, Shui Tuo, the military commander of the Shanghu tribe who had previously fled, was dragged back by Huo Qing and his tribesmen, his body covered in quills.

Huotang followed behind, holding the iron rod that Shuituo used. He felt it was also very suitable for him, as the smelting technology was much better than his own.

This guy still wanted to fight him, forgetting that arrows are fast and accurate within seven steps.

Moreover, when he was chasing him, he brought eleven members of his clan to snipe him.

Seeing Shen Can come down, Huo Tang said, "Ah Can, thanks to the witch talisman, otherwise we would have had a tough battle."

Without Huo Tang explaining the effects, Shen Can saw the blood-stained ground riddled with holes from the water arrows.

“A pool of filthy blood was found to the south. It’s quite large, and there’s also a piece of bone. I’ve asked Huo Mu to guard it there with two of his clansmen.”

"It must be a backlash from the spell. It seems we acted at the right time. Blood witches have unpredictable methods, but they will also suffer even more terrifying backlashes."

Shen Can didn't explain much, and continued, "Clan leader, don't go into Shanghuang tribe yet. Isolate any clansmen who have escaped. I'll go to the south to take a look."

Soon, the place where the worm had turned into filthy blood was covered with animal oil, and a raging fire broke out, so that the white bone also enjoyed the fire therapy.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The screams and shouts from the Shanghuang tribe finally came to an end.

During this period, people from the Shanghuang tribe came down from the mountain one after another.

Then, they were stopped and isolated by the Blazing Flame Clan.

Of the nearly 9,000 people in the Upper Yellow Division, only a little over 2,000 managed to escape. Even during the quarantine period, people continued to have bloodshot eyes and go insane.

Such people were all killed on the spot.

Shen Can and the others climbed the steps and entered the Shanghuang tribe's territory.

Blood was everywhere, and several corpses lay stiffly scattered in every corner, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

Huo Tang was also somewhat frightened. He had never thought that he would die even if he fought head-on, but the scene in front of him made him shudder.

Through the more than twenty survivors left behind by the Upper Lake tribe, they have already extracted a lot of information.

The ironwood that Shanghuangbu obtained from Shanghu at a great cost is actually blood-cursed wood; anyone who touches it will be cursed.

As for their specific origins, these ordinary tribal soldiers had no idea. They only knew that their tribal chief and the blood witch had joined forces, and this wasn't the first time they had done this.

"Ah Can, once we get the cultivation technique, let's burn that piece of wood."

Shen Can nodded, and the group circled the edge of the clan's territory and entered the ancestral temple of the Shanghuang tribe.

Compared to the chaotic and grotesque exterior, the ancestral temple was quite tidy, and there were no remains of clansmen inside.

At the very top of the ancestral temple's offering table, a scroll of animal skin was placed before the various deities.

Huotang gazed at the tattered animal hide, his excitement overflowing.

"Martial arts techniques!"

(End of this chapter)