I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Perhaps it was because of the powerful strength of these seven figures during their lifetimes that they required more wish power.

After the sacrifice, the wish power began to thin, and the tribespeople started to disperse to busy themselves with their own tasks again.

Now, under the leadership of Huo Chang, the army launched the nail-removal mode, reaching the hiding places of the Xiaoyang with absolute strength.

Every time they entered a mountain range or forest, they would begin a sweep of the mountains and sea, cleaning out the Xiaoyang hiding within, capturing as many Xiaoyang prisoners as possible to use for sacrifices to the Sacrificial Spirit.

The major defeat outside the Heyang Ruins Market completely stripped the surrounding Xiaoyang tribes of their courage to attack.

Those who could hide did so; those who couldn't began to flee.

No Xiaoyang could organize resistance against the Human Race anymore.

After the battle of Heyang, the Three Fire Tribe thoroughly occupied the vast areas along the Guimu River's banks and continued to expand.

A new situation has now formed: Western Yanran, Central Three Fire, and Eastern Jishan.

The Three Fire Division, relying on the gathered remnants, has formed war soldiers and begun to reclaim the lost lands of the Human Race, with achievements that speak for themselves.

Shen Can has already had the Cyan Simurgh Soldiers send a message to Huo Chang, instructing him to divide the war soldiers into several groups to conduct external offensives.

After the conquest of Heyang, Jinyang Mountain to the northeast was too far, and the Yin Mountain Ruins Market west of Guimu River was behind Qiu Yin Branch's army.

Next, eliminating the Xiaoyang around the two major Ruins Markets at Yang Mountain and Heyang would be enough to keep the army engaged outside for a long time.

While expelling the Xiaoyang, the tribe must also be developed. After two consecutive major victories, it is time to properly digest the fruits of victory.

The future direction of the Blazing Flame Tribe should also be decided anew.

It's not just about moving the Blazing Flame Tribe out of the depths of the Giant Mountain Range; whether the Clan Division moves or not does not affect future development.

Even if they achieve the status of a Bo Division now, there are benefits to leaving the Blazing Flame Headquarters Division tribespeople deep in the mountains, allowing stable cultivation and research.

The discussion should be about changing the Ji Land situation from the dominance of Jishan and Yanran to the new pattern of Jishan, Yanran, and Three Fire.

There are achievements to speak for, and they should be rightfully acknowledged.

The Xiaoyang Muo Yan Branch has attacked and killed numerous tribes, breaking the defenses of two major Guardian Ruins Markets, and nearly a hundred thousand elite forces have been lost, even excluding the tribes that migrated from Xiaoyang.

Yet until now, there has been no response from the Muo Yan Vein Master.

This surely says something.

Shen Can increasingly suspects that the Muo Yan Vein Master might have a grand scheme.

Normally, given the situation, the Three Fire Bo Division would have severed its retreat route, leading either to a decisive battle or withdrawal, but the lack of movement is indeed puzzling.

The reclamation of lost territory by the Three Fire Tribe is a clear matter, and now it's time to uncover some of the 'truth' of Ji Land.

At this moment, in the northern plains of the Three Fire Tribe, war soldiers, like a long dragon, are escorting a group of Xiaoyang captives.

Most of these Xiaoyang have had their arms broken and are bound by beast tendon ropes around their upper bodies, being dragged along by the team.

A hundred heads make a team, and if any tried to struggle and escape, the whole team would be slain.

At a glance, the number of these escorted Xiaoyang captives is approximately fifty thousand, with Antelope Qilin Cavalry patrolling around them.

Huo Chang occasionally maneuvers a war chariot to keep an eye on things, preventing any issues from arising.

He had just received Shen Can's message, so he personally escorted this batch of Xiaoyang captives back.

The next evening.

The team of Xiaoyang captives was brought to the outside of the Ancestral Temple when a new round of blood sacrifice began.

Shen Can did not select any more; they slew the Xiaoyang as needed.

Screams and curses echoed outside the Ancestral Temple, with tribespeople gathering layer after layer, many standing directly on rooftops.

Blood quickly pooled into rivers.

Tribespeople took turns stepping forward in front of the Ancestral Temple to act.

The commotion persisted until the latter half of the night, with bonfires illuminating the four corners, while the cleanup continued tirelessly until daybreak.

Inside the Ancestral Temple.

Shen Can stood quietly outside the Sacrificial Artifact.

In the Sacrificial Tripod Cauldron, that majestic figure holding the long spear finally revealed itself.

He was middle-aged, with knife-sharp brows and eyes, seemingly sitting amidst blood and mud, allowing the blood to soak through his armor.

The entire figure was evidently just a remnant soul, yet at this moment, it seemed as real as a living person, as if breathing with life.

What was shocking was that this middle-aged Sacrificial Spirit was wrapped in thick bone chains marked by countless bone spikes, piercing through his armor and flesh.

"Who used such a vicious soul-sealing chain on a Human Race elder?"

Huo Chang's divine sense also entered the Sacrificial Tripod Cauldron.

The chains on the middle-aged elder's body emitted a deathly aura, seemingly corroding his spiritual body.

At this moment, an indescribable aura erupted from the middle-aged elder, his black hair flying as if piercing the sky like a sharp blade.

The pulse, which originally rose and fell like breathing, grew more rapid, and the released aura instantly bounced Huo Chang's divine sense out.

In the next moment, the middle-aged elder slowly opened his eyes.

In that instant, through his divine sense, Shen Can saw an immense and magnificent battle map within the elder's eyes.

A vast endless wilderness, with countless forces of the Human Race and Xiaoyang amassed, their numbers unperceivable.

In short, the wilderness and mountains were filled to the brim.

The war soldiers of the Human Race charged in bloody warfare, with blood and bones splattering, staining the wilderness red.

Chariots transformed into Kui Oxen burst through the battlefield under the thrumming war drums, sweeping away countless Xiaoyang.

In the void, a golden dragon spread its wings, conjuring an endless torrential rain, with fierce winds sweeping down, turning rain into arrows falling to earth, marking a slaughtered ground.