I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 325: Chapter 141: Fall Back? I Never Agreed—We’re Already Here! (Part 3)

But the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers did not flee in panic; they were well-prepared, a testament to Muo Xiao’s skill in military management.

A unit of Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, clad in black armor, instead of retreating upon hearing the call to retreat, wielded their weapons and charged at the Jishan Race Soldiers.

This group of Xiaoyang blocked the Jishan Race Soldiers’ pursuit from all directions, risking their lives to buy time for more Xiaoyang Race Soldiers to retreat.

Waves of black surged one after another, heedless of their lives, like a band of Death Warriors, instantly halting most of the Jishan Race Soldiers’ pursuit.

However, at this moment, with Muo Xiao, the Vein Master, killed, some still resisting Xiaoyang War Soldiers suddenly collapsed.

"The Vein Master has been killed!"

"Run!"

"Impossible, how could the Vein Master be killed!"

...

In the rout, the Clan Soldiers conscripted from various Scattered Divisions, were less skilled than those of the Muo Yan and Qiu Yin main branches, and naturally ran slower.

At this time, they became the unlucky wretches to be killed first.

There was nothing to be done, because they were slow, and thus used their lives to buy more time for the main branch soldiers to escape.

"Kill!"

Lord Jishan stood on the chariot, waving his arm to urge the War Soldiers to continue pursuing, prompting the soldiers behind to continue charging forward.

Thus, they pursued Xiaoyang relentlessly.

Chasing and fighting simultaneously.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Three hundred miles away, shouts of killing rose again on the wasteland as the retreating Xiaoyang once again collided with the Jishan Race Soldiers.

After a burst of slaughter, Xiaoyang retreated once more.

The Jishan army continued their relentless pursuit.

...

Along the path of pursuing Xiaoyang, there were injured Clan Soldiers everywhere. Some truly could not keep up and fell behind.

The Jishan Race Soldiers were exhausted, and Xiaoyang was equally weary.

Some stragglers of Xiaoyang were directly decapitated, their bodies collapsing onto the wilderness.

Five hundred miles, a thousand miles... three thousand miles... five thousand miles...

Lord Jishan relentlessly pursued.

While fleeing, the Master of the Qiu Yin Vein continually glanced back at the smoke and the sounds of battle rising behind.

"Crazy, crazy, Jishan Old Ghost has gone mad!"

With millions of Clan Soldiers collapsing in one moment, what should be done next!

"Muo Xiao couldn’t really be taken down, could he?"

"Impossible, Muo Xiao is so cunning, he must have found a way to escape."

Based on years of understanding Muo Xiao, the Master of the Qiu Yin Vein felt Muo Xiao definitely had some backup.

Recalling the previous scene, it couldn’t help but speculate.

"If Muo Xiao is dead, it might be an opportunity for my Qiu Yin Lineage."

Though thinking this, the Master of the Qiu Yin Vein did not delay in fleeing at all. The Jishan Bo Division had the Glazed Dragon, and if caught, it couldn’t withstand being surrounded and attacked.

Feeling it had run far enough, it dashed into an inconspicuous small mountain.

As for the Clan Soldiers, they could only be gradually gathered later. With so many Clan Soldiers, the Human Race couldn’t possibly kill them all.

Moreover, the Clan Soldiers had legs and hands, and the vast wilderness was full of hiding places.

It was the one that the Human Race focused on.

Surviving was the greatest help to Qiu Yin.

...

After fleeing from the battlefield, Shen Can frantically raced southward, his aura rising and falling, and his figure occasionally stumbling slightly.

Occasionally, a wisp of thin black smoke would emerge from him.

Seeing a small mountain range appear ahead, he transformed into human form and staggered into the mountains.

Afterward, Shen Can’s whole body trembled, blood surged up his throat, a trace of black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and streams of black energy began to emerge from him.

He quickly rummaged through his Witch Pouch, pulling out bunches of Witch Medicine to stuff into his mouth, suppressing the surging aura within him.

Rapidly, he excavated a cave in a concealed spot in the mountains and immediately burrowed inside.

Inside the cave, the turmoil within him seemed beyond suppression, black energy surged forth, and occasionally a blood-colored ghostly image of a fanged python emerged from his body.

In all fairness, Muo Xiao decisively employed his own flesh and blood to cast witchcraft after one hit.

This ruthlessness was why he could suppress the Qiu Yin and Mu Kang branches.

Shen Can was not entirely pretending; the witchcraft driven by Muo Xiao’s flesh and blood indeed sent a lot of blood energy into him.

However, this damp witchcraft, driven by flesh and blood, was most feared by fire and lightning, and his blood energy was fiery and scorching. His Five Elements Blood Qi rapidly transformed into the Fire Element, his whole body turning into a furnace, searing relentlessly.

He wondered if the hidden traitor of the Human Race would fall for it, in case he was scared away at the start.

If so, this play would have been all for nothing.

Waves of black smoke continuously emerged from his body, and later the blood energy also began to exude.

At this time, Shen Can could no longer maintain his cross-legged posture, leaning against the rocky wall and panting.

...

Mu Race Leader naturally hadn’t gone far, witnessing Muo Xiao’s desperate witchcraft cast before leaving.

Muo Xiao knowing witchcraft was not surprising.

In Yongyi, many Human Race Martial Artists knew a few witchcraft skills, though most were not proficient.

After all, cultivating martial arts already consumed most of one’s mental resources, who would bother with witchcraft to distract their cultivation focus.

Human Race Beastification was normal, many old-timers in Yongyi had long changed.

Of course, he had changed too.

Over the years, various divisions conducted research based on Beastification states and devised some small techniques.

But compared to instantly transforming into a giant form more than ten feet tall, those small techniques were nothing.

Seeing Shen Can’s staggering retreat, Mu Race Leader couldn’t help but follow.

He had secretly communicated with Muo Xiao several times and understood some of Muo Xiao’s methods.

Anyone who could force Muo Xiao to use witchcraft desperately would be in a bad state even if they escaped.

The only concern was why he didn’t let the Jishan Bo Division protect him after dealing with Muo Xiao but instead chose to hide.

"Could there be a rift between the two divisions?"

Beyond this thought, Mu Race Leader couldn’t think of other reasons.

In his view, Shen Can likely came from another tribe. Since both were in Ji Land, competition naturally existed.

Now that Muo Xiao had been killed, without a common enemy, the two divisions would naturally start guarding against each other.

This situation was quite common in Yongyi, where, over the years, competition for resources had turned divisions increasingly against each other.

Cautiously approaching Shen Can’s hiding place, Mu Race Leader slowly extended his Divine Sense for more than forty feet.

Soon, he sensed the situation inside the cave.

Blood and black mist enveloped a silhouette.

Within the mist, the silhouette continuously twitched, as if bitten repeatedly by a Blood Python.

"Heaven helps me!"

After carefully sensing, Mu Race Leader was overjoyed.

He raised his palm, and a Blood Lizard crawled out from his wrist, quickly rushing into the cave.

Boom!

Inside the cave, Shen Can sensed the figure dithering outside and felt a bit speechless.

His Divine Sense extended nearly one hundred and sixty feet, so the moment this guy arrived, he was within Shen Can’s sense.

Now slowly reaching outside the cave, he repeatedly probed him with Divine Sense.

After probing, he began releasing small beasts resembling lizards.

People from Yongyi, are they all like this!

Boom!

In an instant, the entire small mountain rumbled and roared.

Inside the cave, the blood energy erupted like Thunder Sound, the rocks shattered, and the vast blood energy traversed the mountain.

At the moment of collapse, Shen Can burst from the mountain, the oceanic blood energy surging like massive waves into the sky, with a punch, detaching and sending countless fragments, striking the Mu Race Leader.

The booming sound overwhelmed Mu Race Leader’s muffled grunt, his body was flung like tattered fabric, as if struck by lightning, reverse blood gushed crazily. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The massive body, carrying heat and blazing, crashed from the sky with a foot stamp on him!

"No!"

Mu Race Leader gazed at the gigantic golden foot, pupils constricted sharply, his body hurriedly rolled to the side.

Boom!

The giant foot landed, causing mountains to crumble, the Mu Race Leader was swept by the violent Qi Strength, flying again, crashing into the rocky wall, creating densely patterned cracks in the mountain.

"Puff, puff, puff, stop!"

"I am willing to atone with my life!"