I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 562: Chapter 232: Brutal and Bloody

Yu Cheng turned into a mist of blood!

This shocked the martial artists of the Yongyi Divisions.

Tier Five... with a puff, just gone?

A chill spread from head to toe, was this scene in front of them right?

Even an injured Tier Five is still a Tier Five.

Buzz!

As the martial artists of the various divisions hesitated, a sudden wind in the void beyond the thunderstorm quickly formed three cyan arrows.

The arrows shone with a dazzling cyan light as they whistled into the thunderstorm.

Shen Can, engulfed in the thunderstorm, could hear the constant crackling of his Tier Five battle armor.

The armor blocked most of the thunderstorm, but some still penetrated Shen Can’s body, causing his blood to surge.

Puff!

A cyan arrow pierced through the thunderstorm and stabbed into his shoulder, the wind exploding on the arrow.

Shen Can was immediately blasted out of the thunderstorm, falling toward the grand array below, reverting from the Human Race Battle Body to his natural state.

The Tier Five battle armor was also black and tattered, clinging to him in a ruined state.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper!"

"Master!"

Upon landing in the grand array, Shen Can crashed into the trunk of an old tree, leaving a human-shaped imprint.

The light of beast patterns all over his body faded, while the wind element power within raged, producing a rumbling sound.

The thunderstorm, wind element power, and his own blood energy clashed, tearing at his meridians, divine treasure, and flesh.

Puff!

Immediately, blood oozed from the corner of Shen Can’s mouth as he looked up at the sky.

Streaks of visible cyan wind swirled above the grand array, spreading over hundreds of miles.

In the wind, the overturned Wind Thunder Flying Ship was righted, and a bulky, black-robed figure suddenly appeared.

The vast cyan wind danced around it, whistling, continuously striking the Blazing Flame Race’s formation.

The Great Witch Priest stared at the spot where Yu Cheng blew into a mist of blood, taking out and throwing a Profound Bird Stone Statue from his bosom.

Muttering incantations, the Profound Bird Stone Statue hummed, with countless wind element witch runes emerging on it.

The dispersing blood mist was gathered again by the cyan wind, with wisps of blood energy rising and forming twisted shadows, all merging into the Profound Bird Stone Statue.

The Great Witch Priest, hidden by a large black robe, frowned subconsciously at the ethereal and smoke-like Yu Cheng.

The aura was far worse than he imagined, even if brought back, it might not recover.

He subconsciously looked at the floating flying ships of the Yongyi Divisions, and immediately mobilized the cyan wind from all directions to continue gathering the dispersing blood mist.

The Holy Envoy Race needed a Tier Five Martial Artist, even if it’s just a statue to look at, there must be one!

When the last wisp of blood energy was absorbed by the Profound Bird Stone Statue, the Great Witch Priest raised his hand, summoning the statue to him.

Under the divine sense, a weak pulsation emanated from a blood soul within the gray stone statue.

This statue was not carved from stone but was the beast form left by a former Tier Five of the Holy Envoy Race.

When a Tier Five martial artist of the Holy Envoy Race passed away, there was a chance to leave behind their beast form.

This was the beast form left after a Tier Five martial artist of the Holy Envoy Race passed away.

When Yu Cheng couldn’t hold on, he invoked wind and thunder to attack Shen Can, not expecting Yu Cheng to be so useless, a dignified Tier Five being suppressed and killed by a Tier Four.

He now didn’t know whether to call Shen Can ruthless or Yu Cheng incompetent.

In that situation, Yu Cheng shouldn’t have been killed, it should’ve been the little Tier Four who died.

Yet the situation reversed, Yu Cheng died, and Shen Can, who should’ve been shredded and blasted by the wind, thunder, and arrows, appeared still intact.

At this moment, the Great Witch Priest looked up to see three flying ships approaching.

The Cyan Sheep Ancestor and the Celestial Monster Ancestor, with the injured Lord Celestial Demon, landed on the Bi Fang Bo Division’s flying ship.

Ancestor Zhuyan and the lord landed on the Changyou Bo Division’s flying ship.

In a short time, half of the six Tier Four flying ships were gone.

The group initially thought of retreating, but the legendary status of the Holy Envoy Race over thousands of years still inspired a lingering awe among them.

The Great Witch Priest, shrouded in a deep black robe, with only a pair of bright cyan glowing eyes visible, swept a cold glance over everyone present.

As a Tier Five Great Wizard, his powerful divine sense power enveloped the area, pressing down on everyone, making them unable to lift their heads.

This time, fortunately, he came from the clan because he was worried, otherwise, in this battle of annihilation, the dignity of the Holy Envoy Race would have been trampled underfoot.

The Holy Envoy Race had spent thousands of years in Yongyi building their mystique and power, which could not be easily shattered.

Especially when he was the only remaining Tier Five Great Witch in the clan, he couldn’t show the slightest weakness.

He intended to destroy the tribe in front of him with overwhelming force.

For this purpose, he brought an ancestral artifact.

Even if using this ancestral artifact would exact a heavy price.

...

Within the grand array.

The rumbling inside Shen Can’s body was incessant; the battle armor, though blocking external injuries, couldn’t stop the invading wind and thunder energy from impacting his body.

Another martial artist with a divine treasure might have exploded long ago.

Within him, beast patterns lit up one by one, covering his entire war bone, emitting blazing auras.

Despite the rampant wind and thunder within, the war bone stood firm, forcibly suppressing the raging wind and thunder.

"For thousands of years, those who challenge my Holy Envoy Race cease to have names long ago."

The Great Witch Priest looked down at Shen Can from above, speaking coldly, "You are no exception."

Shen Can wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneering, "As expected of one who practices wind techniques."

According to the information previously obtained from the Holy Envoy Race’s martial artists, there were only two Tier Fives in the Holy Envoy Race.

The guy he just killed, although it seemed his blood soul was collected.