I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Blood-red vertical pupils were completely different from those of the Human Race, exuding a cold chill, with the gaze reflecting on the surrounding battlefield, trying to find the person who made a move.

Unfortunately, after Mu Race Leader surveyed the area, he found no trace of anyone.

Like him, they were hidden well.

Mu Race Leader was naturally not his real name, but a title used when traveling.

Who would use their real name when going out for wrongdoing?

There were still strong members of the Jishan Bo Division hiding on the battlefield, which made Mu Race Leader wary.

"Well controlled indeed, Alien Race is truly not to be trusted!"

Although his pupils were vertical, filled with blood, and his body was covered in fine scales, Mu Race Leader still cursed Muo Xiao in his heart.

Is this what you call well-controlled?

And you said Lord Jishan was indecisive, only to be gradually devoured.

Who would be so indecisive yet would decisively stake everything?

Thinking of this, Mu Race Leader quietly blended into the crowd, slowly moving toward the edge of the battlefield.

He can’t make another move.

The matter of colluding with Xiaoyang may be rumored, but must never be caught, as it would be detrimental to the entire tribe.

Mu Race Leader’s cold eyes looked far ahead, in mid-air Muo Xiao was still engaged with Lord Jishan.

He felt justified in retreating, talking about morality with the Alien Race was pointless.

Furthermore, everything was supposed to be carried out secretly, yet rumors spread within Yongyi connecting people with Xiaoyang.

He came for this matter, of course, he couldn’t expose himself, it must have been the insidious Muo Xiao who leaked the information.

Alien Race is untrustworthy, yet this Alien holds the Marquis heritage.

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Rumble!

Above the battlefield, Lord Jishan’s blade continuously collided with Muo Xiao’s fist imprint, as torrents of energy exploded and splashed everywhere.

To avoid further ambushes, both figures moved towards a less crowded area of the battlefield.

But after a bout, no further signs of ambush appeared.

Seeing this, Shen Can quietly headed to the place where the two Wild Beasts were battling, intending to help the Glazed Dragon take out the Three-winged Desolate Bird first.

Roar!

A resounding dragon’s roar echoed, the Glazed Dragon fell from high above, crashing to the ground, sending shards of ice flying, countless shadows were struck.

Screech!

High above, the Three-winged Desolate Bird swooped down, huge claws sparkling with cold light aiming at the Glazed Dragon.

The Glazed Dragon’s body instantly shrank several times, dodging the claws with ease, while gathering cold air into sword light, striking at the claws.

The pained Three-winged Desolate Bird soared up, golden claws covered in ice crystals, which it quickly melted into droplets with blood Qi.

The Glazed Dragon, airborne again, reverted to its colossal dragon form, and a torrent of ice swords surged from its protruding dragon horns, slashing down at the Three-winged Desolate Bird.

The Desolate Bird’s black eyes emitted cold light, as a Tier Four Wild Beast with multiple flying bird bloodlines, it naturally inherited some corresponding Divine Techniques.

In an instant, the gaze flickered, and the opposite Glazed Dragon immediately shut its eyes.

The Glazed Dragon had experienced the opponent’s soul-seizing gaze before, each encounter easily led to momentary confusion.

This time was no different, to avoid the soul-seizing attack, the condensed ice swords wavered in the air, easily shattered by the Desolate Bird.

As the ice swords shattered, the Desolate Bird spread its massive thirty-wing span, whipping up black gusts like lightning, attacking the Glazed Dragon’s head.

Crack!

The claws gripped down fiercely, several claw fingers quickly clenched together, but only grabbed a fragment of ice, the Glazed Dragon’s massive body instantly shrank to the size of a loach, appearing a hundred yards away.

A True Dragon can be large or small, transforming as they wish.

Although the Glazed Dragon was still far from being a True Dragon, as the Dragon Bloodline closest to True Dragon, it naturally inherited some of True Dragon’s Divine Techniques.

Screech!

The Desolate Bird, failed again, let out an angry cry, its entire body of black feathers radiating dazzling sharpness, sweeping like a rain of swords at the Glazed Dragon.

Seeing this, the scales on the Glazed Dragon’s body quickly gleamed, blocks of ice crystals condensed in mid-air, forming an ice wall ahead.

Rumble!

Violent energy detonated into blazing light.

Buzz!

At this moment, a stream of light soared from below the battlefield.

Shen Can, who launched this attack, enveloped the surroundings with Divine Sense covering a radius of one hundred sixty yards, encompassing all battling Human and Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.

As the Clan Soldiers shifted positions, they effectively concealed him.

The stream of light, like lightning, this time darted directly at the Three-winged Desolate Bird.

The Desolate Bird, just after attacking the Glazed Dragon, was filled with alarming Evil Qi, and as it was about to strike again, sensed the incoming stream of light.

It radiated a vast black light, engulfing the approaching stream of light entirely.

Bang!

A booming explosion, the approaching stream of light burst within its black light, unleashing an ancient Disaster Beast origin aura.

Mourn!

The bloodline shudder from deep within its body, the Three-winged Desolate Bird’s aura suddenly stalled.

Roar!

The Glazed Dragon instantly sensed the Desolate Bird’s anomaly, within a radius of thousands of yards, water vapor rapidly condensed together.

A completely crystalline black dragon enveloped the Glazed Dragon.

A resounding dragon’s roar, the black dragon exuding immense cold air, charged at the Desolate Bird.

Screech!

Feeling the aura emanating from the black dragon, the Desolate Bird let out a panicked cry, hastily flapping its wings, releasing endless black light.