I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 583: Chapter 239: After the Battle!

In the wilderness, a yellow-haired beast resembling an old ape with four long ears on its head was running wildly. Every leap it made spanned over a thousand zhang, moving faster than birds swooping through the sky.

On each of the old ape’s shoulders sat a figure, none other than Ancestor Changyou and Lord Changyou.

Just as the Celestial Monster has the Fierce Beast, Changyou also has an old ape beast with Changyou bloodline.

Of course, when truly compared, the old ape beast of the Changyou family is somewhat inferior to the Fierce Beast.

At this moment, the old ape was carrying the two old folks, running wildly in the wilderness, and as for the clan members previously sent to capture the sacrificial offerings in Ji Land, they were now left unattended.

When they had just run out of the Giant Mountain Range, they saw from afar that someone was intercepting Lord Celestial Demon, causing them to panic.

"Changling, you take the Beast Ancestor and go first."

As they ran, Ancestor Changyou suddenly spoke, and his Divine Sense moved, producing a Jade Scroll.

"This is the Three-Transformation Condensation Method, along with records of observing the changes in Beast Form. Take it back, if things become untenable, lead the clan division into the Western Wilderness to hide."

"Ancestor!"

Lord Changyou was startled.

"Hurry, it’s just in case. There might not even be anyone coming from behind."

With these words, Ancestor Changyou jumped off directly.

Lord Changyou steadied himself and with a few leaps alongside the old ape beast, disappeared into the wilderness.

Ancestor Changyou, who landed, quickly headed to the side of a wetland upon seeing Lord Changyou go far. He muttered incantations, causing a piece of turtle shell to float up from his body.

He quickly infused his vital energy into the turtle shell, which emitted black, spectral lights from its cracks, transforming into a black mist that enveloped him.

His figure swiftly twisted within the mist, the turtle shell adhering to his back.

He transformed from a monkey-like form to one resembling a turtle retracting into its shell.

The water surface rippled lightly as he slipped into the wetland, dancing among shrimp and crabs.

Not long after, rumbling sounds echoed in the void as Shen Can arrived, striding like a fierce tiger.

His entire body radiated a terrifying aura, sensing all around him, precisely capturing the old ape beast’s aura and seeing the traces crushed on the ground at intervals.

The old ape beast’s footprints crossed the wetland horizontally, quickly disappearing into the wilderness.

In the Great Marsh, Ancestor Changyou, now transformed into the old turtle, raised his head, glimpsing a golden light streaking across the sky through the rippling water surface.

The terrifying aura made his body tremble.

"Fortunately..."

The Clan Chief is dead, so be it. We can replace him later.

I’ve lived this long, dying would be too regrettable.

Shen Can quickly caught up with the fleeing Lord Changyou.

There was no choice, as the old ape beast leapt high and landed with a thunderous crash, audible and visible from afar.

"Ah!"

Seeing Shen Can in pursuit, Lord Changyou on the old ape beast’s back was so frightened his legs went limp.

He had seen Shen Can fight two Tier Five beings firsthand and knew he couldn’t beat him.

"Spare me!"

Watching Shen Can get closer, Lord Changyou trembled and shouted, "I was also deceived by that big bird; I, Changyou, am willing to submit."

Boom!

In response to Lord Changyou was the dazzling light emanating from Shen Can, his physique rapidly expanding like a golden sun in the sky, punching out fiercely.

The punch left a whitening trace in the void, directly striking the roaring old ape beast.

Soon, the mountainous wilderness echoed with the mournful cries of the old ape, its bones crashing into the ground, blood flowing in streams.

Lord Changyou and the old ape lay side by side, a large one and a small one.

Mid-air, Shen Can’s body shifted from War Body state back to his true form, wobbling harshly as if his internal power had been depleted.

First, he bore the battle banner that carried the clan-wide War Intent, then seized the moment to break through to the Peak of Divine Treasure, causing numerous cracks within his flesh.

After repelling the Great Witch Priest and then running tens of thousands of miles, killing two Tier Four Peak Wild Beasts in succession, Shen Can’s vigor, spirit, and War Intent fell from a high state of excitement.

He staggered from high altitudes to a small mountain, sitting down to swallow a Healing Treasure Pill.

Thus, evening came without notice.

Suddenly, Shen Can opened his eyes, surveying the surroundings.

Could it be that the Great Witch Priest of the Holy Envoy Race has truly retreated home after being injured?

Running out of the clan land, how could he not care about his physical condition, let alone facing a Tier Five flying Witch Sacrificial Bird?

Confronted by the Elder Witch Priest, Shen Can was now not so vulnerable; he only feared the Elder Witch Priest wouldn’t confront him head-on but rather use the flying advantage of the Holy Envoy Race for constant harassment.

Though he could fly, he still couldn’t catch up with those who had wings.

After gathering the spoils, Shen Can quickly headed back towards the clan land.

Crossing mountains along the way, the green Grand Array in the river valley became clearly visible, just as he was about to enter the valley.

Under the night sky, a black dot floated above, its silhouette merging with the night, moving with the wind.

A blood-stained Wind Element Witch Rune fell from high altitude.

Immediately, above Shen Can’s head, a massive sea of storms appeared, crashing down instantly.

"Ten Thousand Beasts Fist!"

Shen Can unleashed an exhilarating punch.

Beast Patterns lit up all around him, countless beast shadows emerged, instantly incorporated into the fist.

The punch print burst forth, rising like a golden sun over the small mountain, enveloping the surrounding mountains in a layer of golden light.

Beast roars shook the mountain forest, and the sea of storms was torn apart into jagged pieces by the myriad beasts.

High in the night sky, the injured Great Witch Priest, with a gaze full of resentment, wishing to glare Shen Can to death, beat wing-like lightning, flying fiercely away.