I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Muo Xiao let out a long howl and leaped forward.

Rumble!

A sound like thunder suddenly echoed within the battlefield.

Vast and majestic energy burst out, akin to an ancient Disaster Beast awakening, the surging blood energy spiraling into a smoke tower straight to the heavens.

Aoo aao aao!

Roar roar roar!

In an instant, all over the battlefield, the riding beasts seemed to be struck by lightning, plopping down one after another, whimpering continuously.

Seeing Muo Xiao about to be sliced in half by Lord Jishan’s blade, Shen Can couldn’t possibly let the opportunity slip away.

Not seizing this chance to kill this fellow would be an injustice.

This chance was far better than before, the success rate being much higher.

Without any hesitation, Shen Can transformed into a Desolate Beast Battle Body that spanned several meters.

His battle body bore Flying Tiger’s golden wings, carrying matchless blood energy, soaring across the sky.

Muo Xiao retreated out of fear of being attacked after being wounded and ambushed.

Not only from Lord Jishan’s side but also from collaborating members, including the Mu Race Leader from the Human Race.

At this moment, retreating was the best strategy.

Today’s battle had exceeded its expectations. Passively engaging, its Seat Beast had been slain by Jishan Old Ghost’s Glazed Dragon, with significant losses.

Jishan Old Ghost had hidden allies, making it unpredictable if the struggle continued.

Besides, although it had suffered a serious injury, Jishan Old Ghost was equally wounded, allowing Muo Xiao’s prearranged plans to be utilized.

There was no need to tangle further with Jishan Old Ghost.

"You’re already here; don’t leave!"

After transforming into the Desolate Beast Battle Body, Shen Can pushed his blood energy to the extreme, his massive killing aura elevating his combat power to rival the mid-stage Divine Treasure level.

Charging towards Muo Xiao like a lightning bolt.

"Rumble!"

As the vast blood energy from behind erupted like a volcano, Muo Xiao forcefully swung his palm backward.

Blood from his wounds gathered into the Witch Talisman in Muo Xiao’s palm.

A heaven-shaking roar rang out as the Witch Talisman activated, unleashing a Crocodile Dragon that stood behind Muo Xiao.

However, Shen Can’s unstoppable momentum, laden with vast blood energy from below, smashed the Crocodile Dragon into pieces!

Rumble!

Thunderous explosions made everyone’s ears buzz, scattering energy across the sky.

Master of the Qiu Yin Vein opened his mouth to speak elegantly, but it was drowned by the roar. Without turning back, he fled.

Muo Xiao, don’t blame me, brother. Next year, I will offer some sacrifices for you.

Immediately, a mist of blood burst from Master of the Qiu Yin Vein’s body. His back, as if splitting open, revealed two eerie wings growing out.

As the wings stretched, flashing with a blood-red light, a single jump, propelled by the wings, carried him thousands of meters away.

Soon, disappearing over the horizon.

The Jishan Clan Elders came to their senses, realizing Master of the Qiu Yin Vein had fled far. They swiftly charged toward Lord Jishan.

At this moment, Lord Jishan stood resting on his blade, with Glazed Dragon already coiling nearby, vigilantly observing the surroundings.

Lest the hidden Mu Race Leader launches an attack.

...

In mid-air.

Destroying the Crocodile Dragon formed by the Witch Talisman, Shen Can gave Muo Xiao a chance to react.

Using the brief interval provided by the Crocodile Dragon, Muo Xiao stabilized himself, his body emitting layers of blood light.

Strange vine-like tendrils grew from his wounds, tightly binding them.

His muscles and bones coiled like dragons, resembling golden mini-dragons swimming around his body.

Golden blood-colored haze emerged around him, with blood energy like avalanches and tsunamis, appearing to suppress the injuries.

"Ao!"

Rumble!

Muo Xiao roared, lifting his hand to strike at Shen Can.

Tiny golden dragons gathered on his fist, power elevated to the extreme, just in time to collide with Shen Can’s fist.

The moment the fists collided, brilliant energy lights bloomed, emitting a sound akin to colliding metals.

Rumble!

Both unleashed blood energy, vast as oceans, rolling turbulently.

Muo Xiao summoned all his blood energy, attempting to withstand the counterforce for the next strike.

Yet his momentum scattered when struck by even more vast blood energy.

Muo Xiao flew sideways, blood continuously gushing from his mouth.

The wounds tightened by vines shattered again, bones piercing through his skin.

Crack! Crack!

Moreover, after crashing heavily onto the ground, his blood energy began to disintegrate, further aggravating the already badly injured shrinking body.

Muo Xiao’s eyes were coldly fixed on Shen Can.

"You deserve to die even more than Jishan Old Ghost!"

Although ambushed, there wasn’t much cursing about treachery; he would’ve done similarly if given a chance.

Just a brief encounter, and Muo Xiao realized compared to Shen Can, this unexpected ambusher made Jishan Old Ghost pale in comparison.

He finally understood why Jishan Old Ghost suddenly attacked.

He had help!

With human form transformed into beast body, yet retaining Human Race’s cognitive clarity, the battle power soared several times.

If the Human Race’s Divine Treasure could master this technique...

This person must die, lest he becomes the major obstacle in overtaking Ji Land and unifying Xiaoyang.

Then, Muo Xiao sensed his broken body, repeatedly compromised by two severe injuries, heavily fractured, beyond the aid of Treasure Medicine.

"Die!"

Immediately, Muo Xiao began muttering under his breath, and the blood energy transformed into fierce Blood Pythons.