I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 57 - 28: First Kill as Ancestral Temple Keeper, Martial Arts Technique

Chapter 57: Chapter 28: First Kill as Ancestral Temple Keeper, Martial Arts Technique

After the water arrows, the bodies of the warriors from the Upper Lake Race were filled with holes, and cries of pain echoed everywhere.

In an instant, dozens were nailed to death, and over a hundred were seriously injured. Though not dead, they were riddled with holes and bleeding all over, unable to stand.

The remaining ones were also injured. The total of just three hundred clan soldiers from the Upper Lake Tribe were directly broken by the sudden rain of water arrows.

"Witch Talisman, they have Witch Talismans!"

"How could these bumpkins have Witch Talismans!"

"Ah!"

"The Clan Leader was also killed!"

The survivors screamed in terror, the sudden blow too great, leaving them with nothing but fear.

How can this battle be fought like this!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Arrows kept coming from afar, targeting the leader, Shuituo.

Under the rain of Witch Talisman arrows, Shuituo, relying on his thick skin as a Celestial Vein Realm warrior, only suffered minor scars.

Then, he received the affectionate attention of Huo Qingg, Huo Muu, and their clan members.

The Witch Arrows aimed only at him!

"Clang clang!"

At this moment, the piercing sound of beast sinew being drawn resounded again, like a death knell, and the remaining warriors of the Upper Lake Race exploded completely.

"Run!"

"Boom!"

Arrows as thick as an arm shot through the air at an angle again, exploding into several blood blossoms upon impact, crashing into distant boulders.

Seeing the giant arrows coming, Shuituo, arrows stuck all over him, ran frantically into the distance.

The others, also wounded, scrambled and crawled in all directions, only to face the charging Blazing Flame Tribe people head-on.

"Huo Qingg, come with me!"

Seeing Shuituo running wildly with several arrows on his back, Huo Chang called Huo Qingg to bring the clansmen and chase after him.

"Huo Qii, you take charge here!"

...

At the top of the Upper Huang Mountain.

Qiu Insect rolled out with his robe at the moment he heard the giant crossbow sound.

He dared not stop.

This sound, though not personally enjoyed, was heard of.

It’s a giant crossbow!

What kind of ancestor-less bastard would use a giant crossbow for an ambush.

Not to mention him, even a Tier Three Wizard might end up in pieces.

He was now at a high vantage point, surrounded by emptiness, with no cover atop the mountain.

An excellent place to die.

It’s no wonder Qiu Insect ran off upon hearing the giant crossbow string being drawn without waiting for Shen Can to act.

Obviously, he was an experienced old hand.

"Uncle Huo Shan, take the bow and pursue, but remember to keep a distance; don’t let him escape."

Shen Can looked at Huo Shan and said, "Don’t worry, I’ll stay here obediently without moving." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

There was a flicker in Huo Shan’s eyes.

"Rest assured, I’ll definitely behave."

"Then Acan, stay here and don’t move, hide well."

"Don’t worry, the clan leaders are at the foot of the mountain. I’ll wait for you to find me."

"Hurry, or this Blood Witch will escape. If he retaliates against the tribe, you wouldn’t want us Blazing Flame to end up like the Upper Huang, right?"

"Acan, hide well, I’ll be back soon."

"Remember not to get too close."

"If he uses witchcraft, use the Witch Talisman I gave you."

"Got it."

Huo Shan grabbed the wooden bow and quickly rushed down the mountain.

Seeing Huo Shan leave, Shen Can also went down the hill in another direction.

Though Huo Shan’s Qi Strength was strong, Shen Can still wasn’t confident in dealing with a Blood Witch fully.

In the southern part of the Upper Huang Race Territory.

Qiu Insect was running and crawling, his legs uneven in length.

A Blood Witch venerates Disaster Beasts; their cultivation involves backlashes, loneliness is just part of it, they also endure pain upon themselves.

Qiu Insect didn’t care about who was ambushing.

Regardless of whose hands the Blood Curse Wood fell into, it would end up like the Upper Huang Tribe eventually.

In a while, he’ll be a good witch again.

"Whizz!"

Suddenly, a chill ran across Qiu Insect’s crippled sprinting body, and without hesitation, he rolled into a ball, dodging sideways as an arrow light embedded into the ground beside him.

Whizz!

Immediately, the second arrow struck.

The Qiu Insect, rolled into a ball, had its leg pierced by an arrow, bursting into a mist of blood. It rolled a few times, but had to continue crawling forward using both hands.

A piece of white bone appeared on its back, shimmering with blood halos resembling deer antlers.

With a "clang," the arrow collided with the white bone, and the mighty force carried by the arrow sent the white bone flying, penetrating the back of the Qiu Insect.

"Poof!"

The Qiu Insect looked at the arrowhead piercing its front chest, its mouth overflowing with fresh blood, and began muttering words.

"Curse Beast above, I curse..."

As the Qiu Insect muttered, streams of blood surged from its body, forming a bloody beam of light.

Boom!

Another arrow followed, whizzing as it struck his skull.

The skull of the Qiu Insect exploded.

The headless corpse swayed and fell, and the yet-to-form curse blood light flickered once and disappeared.

"You ugly beast, do you think I’ll let you finish the curse?"

Next, the corpse began to wriggle violently, producing a sound similar to a baby crying, yet sharp and piercing. Dense blood smoke rose.

Within just a few breaths, the headless body quickly transformed into a puddle of thick black and red mixed foul blood, with no bones or clothes remaining.

From afar, Shen Can revealed himself, covered his nose, and stepped forward slightly, using a wooden stick to stir the previously missed arrow into the foul blood.

The sound of sizzling arose, as the wooden arrow fletching and the iron arrowhead rapidly dissolved in the foul blood.

To see the deceased transform into a puddle of foul blood was something Shen Can had not expected. Glancing around him, he turned and left.

...

Mountaintop.

Huo Shan hurried back, seeing Shen Can obediently sitting in a crevice between the rocks, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Only after running did he realize he shouldn’t have listened to Shen Can.

"Acan, I didn’t find him, just found a puddle of really foul blood."

"Could it be he really got scared to death?"

"It must be that the witchcraft failed and backfired." Shen Can replied, "Let’s go down the mountain and see how the Clan Leader and the others are doing."

Arriving at the bottom of the Upper Huang Race’s Clan Mountain, they saw several clan soldiers pulling down a giant arrow together, with the person on it glaring wide-eyed, dead yet not at peace.

Seeing Shen Can approaching, a tribesman pulled the beast bone crown from the person’s head and ran over as if presenting a treasure.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, here."

The clan battle had ended, leaving behind only about twenty soldiers from the Upper Lake Tribe.

Those with light and treatable injuries, while those with untreatable ones were directly sent off prematurely.

Soon, the previously fleeing Upper Lake Tribe Commander, Shuituo, covered like a porcupine, was dragged back by Huo Qingg and others.

Huo Chang followed behind, holding the iron stick used by Shuituo, feeling it was also quite suitable for his use, better than his home’s refining technique.

This guy even wanted to fight him, forgetting that within seven steps, arrows were ever swift and accurate.

Moreover, during the chase, he brought eleven clan soldiers for sniping.

Seeing Shen Can coming down, Huo Chang spoke, "Acan, many thanks to the Witch Talisman, otherwise we’d have had a bitter fight."

Without Huo Chang having to speak of its effectiveness, Shen Can could see the blood-stained ground filled with holes from the Water Arrows.

"To the south, I found a large puddle of foul blood and a piece of white bone. I let Huo Muu take two tribesmen to stand guard there."

"It must have been a spell backlash, it seems we acted just in time. Blood Witchcraft is treacherous, but it must bear even more terrifying backlash."

Without much explanation, Shen Can continued, "Clan Leader, let’s hold off on entering the Upper Huang Division, isolate the tribe members who escaped, I’m heading south for a look."

Soon, at the place where the Qiu Insect transformed into foul blood, animal oil was poured over the foul blood. Fiery flames roared, also consuming the white bone in the flames as part of the cleansing.

...

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

The screams and cries within the Upper Huang Race Territory finally subsided.

During this period, Upper Huang Tribe members continuously fled from the Clan Mountain.

Then, they were directly intercepted and isolated by the Blazing Flame Clan people.

Out of nearly nine thousand Upper Huang Division members, only over two thousand fled down, and during isolation, people still continued to bleed from fiery red eyes, falling into madness.

Such people were immediately killed.

Shen Can and others climbed step by step into the Upper Huang Race Territory.

Blood was spilled everywhere, emaciated figures resembling mummified corpses scattered stiffly in every corner, making one’s skin crawl.

Huo Chang was also somewhat frightened, with no regrets even if he died in a head-on fight, yet the scene before his eyes made him shiver.

Through the twenty or so living Upper Lake Division soldiers, they had already interrogated a lot of information.

The Upper Huang Division used substantial resources to acquire Iron Wood from Upper Lake, but it was actually Blood Curse Wood, those who touched it were cursed.

As for its specific origins, these ordinary tribe soldiers didn’t know; they only knew that their Clan Leader had teamed up with the Blood Witch, not the first time they’d done such a thing.

"Acan, once we’ve obtained the Cultivation Technique, let’s burn that wood."

Shen Can nodded, and the group maneuvered around the clan land’s perimeter, entering the Upper Huang Division’s Ancestral Temple.

Compared to the chaos and grimness outside, the Ancestral Temple was quite tidy, with no clan member’s bones.

At the top of the altar table, a Beast Hide Scroll was enshrined before numerous Divine Tablets.

Huo Chang looked at the worn Beast Hide, visibly excited.

"Martial Arts Technique!"