I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 570: Chapter 235: Blood Sacrifice

The Great Witch Priest piloted the Wind Thunder Flying Ship, weaving through the grand array, and remained vigilant after sensing the disappearance of the Kui Drum.

With this guy hiding in the shadows, everyone dared not bring out their Witch Artifacts, which made them very passive.

The ancestral bird bone had shattered and was no longer usable, so the only way to break through the grand array was to find another method.

To stabilize these fellows, he provided an upper volume of the secret technique for breaking through Tier Five, "Three-Transformation Condensation Method."

The Tier Five of the Holy Envoy Race came from the blessings of the Holy Spirit, and this method was a broken ancestral technique, without a lower volume at all.

But these guys didn’t know that.

Just having this Tier Five upper volume technique was enough to hang these people, and besides, he wasn’t planning to let them leave alive.

Whether it’s the Blazing Flame Division or the ancestors and lords from each division in Yongyi, all deserve to die in the eyes of the Great Witch Priest.

As long as those who know the weakness of the Holy Envoy Race are eliminated, the Holy Envoy Race will remain mysterious and strong, intimidating all divisions.

Presently, they represented the strongest group from Yongyi, the ancestors and lords of several powerful divisions.

The Holy Envoy Race suffered such a huge loss, and the high-end combat power of each division in Yongyi should also perish along to maintain balance.

He had already sent Xuan Zhang back to the Holy Envoy Race to fetch the beast forms left by past generations under the ancestral temple’s place of breakthrough and activate them using the blood-evoking method.

By then, these tribal ancestors would become part of the sacrificial offerings.

At this moment, two Spirit Shepherds from the Holy Envoy Race were led by Xuan Qii, continuously patrolling above the grand array.

The Celestial Demon Ancestor and Ao Mountain Ancestor hovered east of the grand array; Cyan Sheep Ancestor and Ancestor Zhuyan positioned at the west.

Ancestor Bi Fang led Lord Bi Fang and Lord Celestial Demon to the south of the array, while Ancestor Changyou along with Lord Changyou and Lord Zhuyan stood north.

Accompanied by the Great Witch Priest maneuvering the Wind Thunder Flying Ship and patrolling the skies, it appeared as if they aimed to completely seal off the Blazing Flame Bo Division.

The inactivity of the Holy Envoy Race’s Great Witch also granted the Blazing Flame Clan People a chance to recover, and everyone began to heal their injuries.

The Sacrificial Spirit also returned to the Sacrificial Artifact to nourish.

Huo Shan, Yann Wanyun, the Four-Colored Deer, and the Golden Sword Tiger all suffered varying degrees of backlash injuries and now sought recovery.

Inside and outside the grand array, over hundreds of miles, an eerie silence fell.

Shen Can once again pulled out a Treasure Pill and swallowed it, only to hear an overwhelming storm emerge once more from above.

Within the thick storm, blades, guns, swords, and halberds appeared, along with wild beasts and flying birds, crashing down in a cacophony.

This made the tribe members, who were resting, tense up again.

The seemingly formidable attack did not cause as much turmoil as before during the Nine Cyan Days’ spectacle, but still startled the tribe members.

After continuing for nearly half an hour, the attack ceased, and the Great Witch Priest sat cross-legged on the Wind Thunder Flying Ship, coldly observing below.

Subsequently, attacks like this continued to descend.

Sometimes it was the Great Witch Priest, sometimes it was the ancestors from each division, intent on not allowing the Blazing Flame Clan within to rest well.

Initially, during the first few days, dealing with it proved truly exhausting, especially for the ordinary tribe members, each exceedingly tense for fear of watchfulness being insufficient, allowing enemies to exploit gaps and suddenly hit them hard.

With such commotion, the tribe members on duty were on edge, unable to rest properly.

But after a few days, witch doctors piloted flying ships all around, distributing cooked medicinal soups.

The fragrant broth was given to the tribe members resting in shifts, and after gulping down two bowls, they fell to the side, resting their heads on tree roots and sleeping peacefully, unaffected by the booms from the grand array above.

Some witch medicine induced deep sleep, while others improved mental alertness.

The tribe members guarding the array drank the stimulant medicine.

In one corner of the grand array, several figures communicated loudly across distances, sipping stimulant witch medicine.

"In my opinion, this Tier Five old thing also has no way out; otherwise, it wouldn’t rely on such constant harassment methods."

"When I get old, I’ll definitely tell my grandson that I too participated in the Tier Five battle back in the day and forced the Tier Five old ghost to constantly disturb my rest."

"Ah, these words are true, without exaggeration, and then we can proudly say this."

While they said this, a few of them didn’t notice in mid-air, Sacrificial Spiritess Jii Qing hovering and watching them, observing their exchange and expressions.

As a frail-bodied Sacrificial Spirit, he did not protect the array bases and nearly perish like Jii Tianlong, naturally bypassing rest within the Sacrificial Artifact.

Since the start of the great battle, he wandered within the clan land, capturing every scene; his old craft was painting, so he’d capture all he saw.

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Deep within the clan land, near the Primordial Vein.

After successive consumption of Treasure Medicine, Shen Can’s injuries were mostly healed.

The Tier Five wind ripped through his flesh, especially with that Wind Arrow, causing a shockwave force that cracked the bones in his shoulder.

For others, such shock wave force would genuinely explode their bodies, but Shen Can, supported by the War Bone of the Human Race Battle Body, forcibly endured the impact of Tier Five’s shocking energy.

Introspecting his own body, the War Bone’s surface Beast Pattern continuously released thriving vitality, nourishing the torn traces between the flesh.

The Tier Five Martial Artist of the Holy Envoy Race actually died well, and ultimately he risked injuries to stab him, another reason being he witnessed the real Beast Form.

This Beast Form differed from what Shen Can imagined; he thought it would resemble his War Body, both transforming into wild beast forms.