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I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 74 - 45: Gang Assault on the Alien Race, Destruction of Shanghu, Unexpected Visitor
The Upper Lake Division was in chaos.
Suddenly, shadows darted everywhere within the tribe, crashing into houses, trampling the rice fields.
In the confusion, countless tribal members screamed in terror, fearfully gazing at their transformed kin.
Shuilan trembled, slumping to the ground, helplessly looking at his own transformed appearance.
The Blood Cultivator was neither human nor beast, the Bloodstained Witch posed endless troubles.
Having destroyed several tribes, the backlash of sacrificing to the Xiaoyang Race finally arrived.
Initially, he only wanted to cultivate witchcraft, only wanted to strengthen the Upper Lake Division.
Rumble!
The Nightmare rushed out from the grotto, directly collapsing the Upper Lake Ancestral Temple, glaring angrily at Shuilan who grew black hair all over.
"Find the people!"
The hoarse voice concealed a murderous intent.
Shuilan shivered all over, finally awakening from his stupor.
He suddenly realized he had completely lost control over the Upper Lake Division.
This Xiaoyang Alien Race nurtured within the tribe had unknowingly gained control over the tribal members.
At this moment, looking out through the broken Ancestral Temple, he could see tribe members fighting each other, and the entire tribe had lost its former peace.
Among the tribe of over thirteen thousand, people continuously failed to suppress their will, their eyes turned blood red, and began to grow black hair.
"Someone has stolen our tribe’s heritage!"
The Nightmare continuously muttered bizarre incantations, causing the entire tribe to become more chaotic.
"Search the water, search the earth."
The Nightmare stormed out of the Ancestral Temple; it wanted to find the thief who stole its heritage.
Shuilan didn’t want to move, yet by now, he was powerless to reverse the situation.
After tonight, the rumors about the Upper Lake Division outside would be confirmed.
And he would become a stray dog.
...
The Nightmare kept traversing within the Upper Lake Division, its bloated body exceptionally swift at the moment.
What was stolen was not just a Storage Witch Pouch, but also included classics, witch artifacts inherited from branch tribes.
Its greatest desire was to restore the glory of the Xiaoyang Race.
Long ago, larger tribes of the Xiaoyang Race offered thousands of lives in minor sacrifices and tens of thousands in the Great Sacrifice. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
After sacrifices, the whole tribe feasted, piling bones into large pits outside the Ancestral Temple; the more pits each tribe had, the greater their reverence.
They swallowed the blood qi released by Human Race residues, which obscured the sky like blood-clouds.
...
The commotion in the Upper Lake Division was immediately detected by scouts from three nearby tribes, who quickly rushed towards the direction of the three tribal camps.
Meanwhile, Shen Can had already followed the Upper Lake Division’s wetlands, entering the southeastern part of the Qu River.
"Acan."
On the northern bank of the Qu River, Huo Shan and Huo Qii led the tribe’s martial artists to meet Shen Can.
Within the Upper Lake, thunder rolled, flames danced, cries and roars were incessant.
Everyone was surprised at what Shen Can had done.
Did he dig up someone’s ancestral graves?
Shen Can looked back, feeling relieved.
Indeed, this Cannibal Monster had strong control over the Upper Lake Division; attempting to hunt and retrieve the Storage Treasure Pouch posed a real risk of being besieged.
Fighting and killing did not suit his noble identity.
It wouldn’t be long before the three tribes’ soldiers would come to attack.
"Find a place to stabilize temporarily, don’t let the scouts from the other two tribes discover us."
At this moment, he felt the Witch Pouch in his arms tremble, "It’s bad, everyone prepare for battle on the south bank of the Qu River, the Cannibal Monster is coming."
Upon hearing this, the group crossed the Qu River.
Soon, the Nightmare rushed out from the Upper Lake Division, followed by dozens of black-haired monsters with blood-red eyes, charging directly into the Qu River.
"Release!"
This group of black-haired monsters hadn’t yet swum across the Qu River when arrows pierced through the air, continuously knocking down figures.
But some, with arrows lodged in their bodies, continued advancing.
Especially the Nightmare, which bellowed and leapt up, attempting to cross to the shore.
At this moment, two water dragons rose with an explosion beneath it, instantly binding the Nightmare’s legs.
A black light pierced through, penetrated the Nightmare’s chest, and transformed into a Witch Nail that flew back to Shen Can’s side.
Huo Shan seized the opportunity, but his arrow was shattered by the Nightmare’s punch.
Yet Huo Shan acted swiftly, pulling the bowstring into a full moon shape multiple times and releasing.
The other clansmen aimed their bows at the remaining black-haired monsters.
Shen Can continually manipulated the vast water into a barrage of water arrows and water snakes, assailing the Nightmare, holding it tightly.
"Human Race, you deserve to die!"
The Nightmare glared at Shen Can, sensing the Witch Pouch right in Shen Can’s arms.
Whistling sounds arose, the Nightmare’s body surged with a First Level of Blood Qi defense, breaking loose the overwhelmingly binding water and charging towards Shen Can.
"Clang clang clang!"
Huo Shan saw this, how could it be tolerated.
If you dare charge at Acan, you’d better kill me first.
Three Witch Arrows were mounted on the bowstring, vertically aimed at the area from the Nightmare’s forehead to its chest.
Huo Qii also led twenty Mountain-Opening Realm martial artists, targeting the Nightmare.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Most of the arrow fletchings were blocked by the blood qi surrounding the Nightmare, but the arrows shot by Huo Shan couldn’t be blocked, only avoided.
Shen Can took a look and couldn’t let it escape.
With a flick of his palm, a water dragon flew out from the Qu River, instantly binding the Nightmare’s body.
The Nightmare could only avoid the arrow aimed at its head, but the remaining two arrows pierced through its blood qi defense and entered its chest.
Crash!
This wasn’t the end. A Witch Nail, which had already submerged back into the Qu River, transformed into a black light and flew out, targeting the back of the Nightmare’s head.
The Lingyu Tribe’s Witch Nails, used for tricking Little Dragon Fishes, were very convenient for sneak attacks.
Shen Can originally thought this would conclude the battle, but unexpectedly, it also possessed Divine Sense. Its head tilted slightly again, and the Witch Nail grazed the left side of its skull, shattering a piece of its blood bone.
"Ah!"
With the side of its skull cracked, the Nightmare let out a wail, and its long lower lip rolled upwards, covering most of its skull.
Seeing the Nightmare severely injured, the clan members like Huo Shan didn’t need any instructions; they just fiercely drew their bows at the Nightmare.
Swish, swish, swish!
Shen Can wasn’t idle either, raising his hand to smash the Forest Department Seal towards the Nightmare’s forehead.
The small seal expanded to a foot in size, landing with a smack on the Nightmare’s upturned lower lip, imprinting four ancient characters: ’Orders of the Forest Department’.
Following that, the upturned lip fell down, revealing a sunken, shattered skull.
"Instantaneous witchcraft... truly damned!"
Before it could finish its sentence, the Nightmare, with its body covered in arrows, staggered forward two steps and then toppled backward into the Qu River.
"Check it out and take its body away."
As Shen Can gave the order, a few clan members quickly jumped into the water.
Watching the cannibal monster’s body being dragged ashore, he tightened his robe.
This cannibal monster at the Martial Arts Realm was at least akin to a practitioner who had opened four to five Celestial Veins, but no matter the realm, they fear being surrounded.
At least in the Celestial Vein Realm, Shen Can felt that personal martial prowess needed to be a bit cautious.
Each division, each countable warrior, almost none have the reckless stubbornness. If there’s a chance for a group attack, they won’t take on risks alone.
It’s a habit formed from years of hunting.
No matter how tough the opponent, facing so many archers they’d end up as a porcupine beast.
...
On the Upper Lake Division’s side, Shuilan also transformed into a black-furred gorilla stature, with blood bulges swelling over its body,
his pair of eyes lost all rationality; with a mere gesture, he knocked down and crushed the Divine Tablets within the Ancestral Temple.
The entire tribe descended into chaos, with nearly half the people becoming irrational, hairy creatures.
The remaining half, each with blood-red eyes, appeared bloodthirsty.
A few sober individuals couldn’t escape if they wanted to.
By the time the Three Tribes’ soldiers arrived, Upper Lake had turned into a living purgatory.
Rooms, wetlands, rice fields, bloodstains everywhere.
All around, hairy, mindless people could be seen chasing each other.
"What’s going on?" Cang Hex asked in confusion.
Ape Peak murmured to himself, "The ancient texts say that practicing Blood Witchcraft on a Disaster Beast leads to backlash, affecting the bloodline. It seems to be true."
"What are those shadows? Are they Wild Beasts!"
Black shadows were striking in the chaotic tribe, bearing full black fur and acting extremely fierce.
"They’re an Alien Race!"
Huo Chang spoke, pointing to the highest point of the Upper Lake Division.
A black shadow stood quietly there, covered in black fur and with a sturdy physique.
It was the transformed Shuilan.
"What are we waiting for? The Alien Race wreaks havoc on Human Race tribes; how can we let them be so rampant!"
Huo Chang looked around and drew his long blade with a swift motion.
"Shield bearers to the front, archers prepare!"
"Charge in and kill the Aliens!"
Reacting quickly, Cang Hex and Ape Peak also immediately commanded their clan soldiers to take action.
To deal with the Upper Lake, they’d gathered for days planning their military strategies, none of which were needed now.
Given the current situation, they could just push in formation.
Clan soldiers with blades, spears, and shields led the front, and archers followed behind.
Swish, swish, swish!
Among the three tribes’ two thousand soldiers, over seven hundred were archers.
Hearing the commotion, the scattered ’clansmen’ of the Upper Lake Division rushed towards the soldiers of the Three Tribes.
"Do not hold back; they are all cursed!"
"Do you still want to break free from your slave status? What are you waiting for!"
The former slaves of the Upper Lake rushed in, shouting, as soon as someone led the way.
...
To the southeast of the Upper Lake Division’s wetlands.
Shen Can lingered under the water, watching the battlefield.
The position he was in now was the connection point between the Upper Lake wetlands and the Qu River.
With the cannibal monster eliminated by him, the irrational, bestial, chaotic Upper Lake clansmen were no match for the organized soldiers of the Three Tribes.
The soldiers of the Three Tribes split into three formations, all with shield soldiers forming a circle upfront, followed by martial artists wielding spears or blades, and archers in the innermost.
Facing the charging bloodthirsty Upper Lake clansmen, there’d be an initial volley of arrows, followed by advancing blade-wielding martial artists for the finishing blow.
It was a complete massacre.
Conversely, that group of slaves suffered heavy losses.
At that moment, a crocodile swam upstream in the Qu River, hiding among the underwater plants, with one eye cloudy and the other blood-red, staring at the Upper Lake Division.
Meanwhile, it continuously gulped the water down, drawing the blood threads into its body.







