I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Ransom my life?

The guy underfoot blurted out this phrase directly, leaving Shen Can somewhat surprised.

Lives can be ransomed? Where did this rule come from?

Soon, Shen Can understood this was a rule developed over the years in Yongyi.

Once defeated in battle, if one could provide resources satisfactory to the victor, they could beg for their life if the victor agreed.

Unfortunately, the rules of Yongyi’s heartland were of no use to Shen Can.

Anyway, if he killed this guy, everything would be his.

"Tell me which tribe you’re from."

With a giant hand gripping the pleading figure, Shen Can’s dark golden pupils stared intently at the tiny figure.

"Ah!"

The violent aura struck Mu Race Leader with such dizziness.

"Listen to me, I did this to reclaim my Human Race heritage, I had no choice."

"Once we reclaim the heritage of Marquis Yongshan, it will be time to destroy Xiaoyang in retaliation. For the Human Race, our tribe is willing to bear some condemnation."

This guy’s two sentences made Shen Can incredibly furious.

He really wanted to crush this guy to death.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking constantly echoed from the clenched hand, accompanied by Mu Race Leader’s miserable screams.

"Let me go, today’s matter will end here. In light of your efforts against Xiaoyang in the Northern Lands, ah..."

Despite the screams, Mu Race Leader’s mouth remained defiant, prompting Shen Can to continually loosen his muscles.

Mu Race Leader screamed incessantly, feeling his Divine Treasure shattered, broken bones pierced into his flesh, his entire body almost crushed into jerky.

No matter how he tried to mobilize his blood energy, it was no longer effective.

But some things, he dared not admit to.

Rumble!

Shen Can reversed his hand and slammed it to the ground, reverting to human form, and from this person extracted a Witch Pouch and Witch Weapon.

Then, he dragged this cultivator off into the distance.

...

Lord Jishan’s battle of pursuing and defeating spanned five days and nights, killing all the way to the Northern Ji Land.

Across the vast wilderness, battle scars were visible everywhere.

By the second day of the pursuit, Xiaoyang had already started to scatter and flee.

Yet no matter how Xiaoyang attempted to escape, their destination remained their own clan territory.

So long as they set Xiaoyang Race Territory as the destination, they would naturally encounter fleeing Xiaoyang along the way and kill them.

The Jishan, Yanran, and Three Fire Tribes’ Soldiers finally successfully merged at the headwaters of the Guimu River.

After the meeting, the Three Fires gathered 400,000 Clan Soldiers, and Yanran had 500,000.

Lord Jishan dismissed the soldiers of various vassal tribes and even his own main division, with some led back by Clan Elders, leaving 500,000.

On the Guimu River, warships were lined up and transporting supplies back and forth.

Inside the allied military tent.

Mu Race Leader lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Shen Can, Jishan, and Yann Wanyun coldly stared at this guy.

After confiscating Mu Race Leader’s Witch Pouch, Shen Can didn’t interrogate him but deliberately left him in front of Jishan and Yanran’s leaders.

"Do not deceive yourselves!"

Mu Race Leader’s vertical blood pupils were incredibly bizarre, flickering with a faint blood light.

"Now Yongyi is in chaos, with Xiaoyang moving south from the north and the Huantou Race advancing north from the south.

The martial legacy of Marquis Yongshan relates to suppressing the Alien Race.

My tribe, for the future of Yongyi, does not hesitate to bear disgrace and came to negotiate with Xiaoyang. You have ruined a great matter!"

"Shut up! What a distortion of the truth, what nonsense..."

Yann Wanyun was furious, jumping up from his seat, ready to kill this guy in front of him.

In contrast, Shen Can and Lord Jishan remained calm, toasting each other.

"Look, Yann Race Leader is getting anxious again."

Though Lord Jishan was quite injured, he was in good spirits.

In one move, he broke Xiaoyang, returning to the Northern Border of Ji Land, as if an invisible burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

The area around the headwaters of the Guimu River had seen few Human Race Tribes thrive there for over three centuries.

This situation had recurred many times in the past eight thousand years, but successive Lords of Jishan had always sought to reclaim this land.

The last loss was due to his father.

After downing a glass of wine, Lord Jishan approached Mu Race Leader, grabbing his chin as if observing a small beast.

"Blood Pupil, how did you undergo such severe beastification?"

As a Mid-stage Divine Treasure Martial Artist, Lord Jishan occasionally suffered from beastification but showed no beast traits.

Looking at Shen Can, though beastified, he managed it well, retaining his sanity and transforming at will, like someone in control of beastification.

The person on the ground was entirely uncontrolled in his beastification.

This could no longer be considered fully human, with beast-like traits showing even in daily life.

"If we can’t get answers, we’ll kill him and put him on the sacrificial banner."

Shen Can’s words were calm.

"We need to seize the momentum to invade Xiaoyang Race Territory, expand our victories in time, before Xiaoyang makes any preparations."

Upon hearing this, Lord Jishan then threw down Mu Race Leader.

"Then kill him."

Yann Wanyun’s killing intent was chilling, "I’ll execute him!"

"Alright, we’ll execute him tomorrow as a sacrificial banner and invade Xiaoyang Race Territory."

After the alliance of the three divisions, they didn’t immediately invade, primarily because the Jishan Bo Division’s Clan Soldiers needed rest, and the three divisions needed to familiarize with each other.

Therefore, they decided to rest for a day here.

"You dare!"

Mu Race Leader was shocked, sensing the murderous intent from the three figures in the tent, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

"If you kill me, it will mean endless vendetta with my tribe. My tribe will hide in secret places, becoming your enemies everywhere."

Mu Race Leader began to threaten, "You don’t want to defend against a clan division every day and night, do you?"