I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 418 - 317: Behind the Grotesque

The High Priest began speaking.

His voice was childlike.

Then, he reached out his hand and started scratching his skin frantically.

Those "white scabs" fell off like a flurry of downy snow, quickly covering the ground with a thick layer.

Seeing these white scabs, the Jiuli Clan People of Hejian Village cheered as they rushed out of the village.

These people included Jiuli Clan People and slaves captured from other tribes, each carrying baskets, jars, and other tools for collecting.

In the bewildered gaze of Han Zhan, they started rolling in the "sea" of white scabs on the ground, reminiscent of how Han Zhan played in the snow as a child.

"Those are the ’Sacred Soil.’

Seeing the confusion on Han Zhan’s face, Li Wu explained.

"The High Priest can devour demons. After completing the devouring, his skin will produce many white scabs. These white scabs are the White Sacred Soil."

"The White Sacred Soil can complete rituals, repel demons, and prevent possession by demons. It is crucial for survival."

"Very few Sacred Soils are sold on the market because the range and frequency of demon activities are increasing, and everyone faces potential danger every day."

For most people, these "Sacred Soils" falling off the High Priest’s skin were protective talismans for survival.

No wonder they were so excited to see this scene.

"Shall we... go get some too?"

Han Zhan asked, forcing himself to endure the discomfort.

Fortunately, Li Wu shook his head.

If he really intended to collect these things, Han Zhan thought he might need to use the Nuwa Stone to create an umbrella by hand.

"The Sacred Soil can be used against demons, but it doesn’t have an absolute restraining effect."

"At our Realm, if we encounter demons with equivalent strength, relying solely on Sacred Soil won’t turn the tide of battle."

Indeed, just like the time before, when they encountered those Fierce Beast Riders possessed by demons.

If the Sacred Soil were truly effective, there wouldn’t have been so much trouble afterward.

"However, despite that, isn’t the amount of Sacred Soil a bit excessive?"

Han Zhan couldn’t help but ask, looking at the incessantly falling white flakes.

"Is it excessive?" Li Wu also looked up at the sky full of white scabs. "That’s because you don’t know how many demons there are."

Compared to these, the demons are the real scabs, the scabs of this world!

"That’s why the High Priest travels year-round, searching for traces of demons and fulfilling his duty by devouring them."

Li Wu added another sentence.

Thus, a simple and clear closed loop formed in Han Zhan’s mind:

The High Priest, for reasons unknown or due to some function, needs to eradicate and devour these rampant demons.

But most demons are deeply hidden; no one can detect them, or even if detected, they can’t contact the High Priest in time before being killed by the demons.

So the High Priest developed a network of subordinates, the Priests.

Led by Priests, Jiuli Warriors search for traces of demons.

Then, through the altar, communicate the traces to the High Priest, who goes to devour them.

As a reward, the High Priest cuts pieces of flesh from his body to serve as food for the Jiuli Warriors to enhance their strength!

Initially, Han Zhan thought this method was excessively gruesome.

But seeing the true form of the High Priest, he retracted that thought.

For such a gigantic being as the High Priest, cutting a piece of flesh probably doesn’t even register as a sensation, right?

No wonder one High Priest could sustain an entire village.

As they conversed, the white scabs on the High Priest finally stopped growing altogether.

The High Priest collapsed onto the ground, a look of contentment on his face.

At this moment, a Wizard who had been silently watching from the side stepped forward.

The slender, frail staff in his hand rooted into the ground, rapidly spreading and growing skyward.

The Wizard leaped along this slender ascending path, swiftly traversing, and soon appeared in front of the High Priest.

The tiny Wizard standing on the ascending branch was about as big as one of the High Priest’s molars.

The breath he casually exhaled stirred up a gust of wind that seemed capable of blowing the Wizard away.

"What brings you here?" The High Priest didn’t open his mouth but emitted a simple syllable from his abdomen.

This syllable transformed as it reached the Wizard’s ears into a language everyone could understand.

The Wizard tapped his belly lightly.

Having absorbed the white Elixir, his slightly elastic belly also emitted a simple syllable in response.

"Just passing by, happened to resolve an issue among the Jiuli Warriors."

Here, resolution specifically means physical resolution.

From where they stood, Han Zhan and Li Wu heard only a giant and an ant occasionally pat their bellies and touch their abdomens.

Communicating through this method of simple syllables, they said nothing else.

Are you two encrypted communication experts?

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"There is an urgent message from your Great Witch, delivered to every major tribe and altar."

Upon hearing the High Priest’s words, the Wizard’s eyes burst into an incredibly bright light.

The Great Witches have been in seclusion for a long time to cultivate successors and communicate with the Witch God.

The Witch God bestowed Divine Will, guiding the Wizard Lineage to find the future path.

From that time, the Great Witches went silent, vanishing without a trace.

But now, the Great Witches have sent a message down, and it’s urgent!

"Quick, let me have a look."

"Your Wizard Lineage seems to finally be seeing the light at the end of the tunnel."

The High Priest sighed while opening his mouth.

A piece of beast leather was spat out from within.

Smelling the pungent odor coming from the beast leather, the Wizard frowned deeply.

"I still can’t understand why you High Priests insist on constructing the other end of the altar inside your mouth."

"Hehe, it’s safe," the High Priest replied.

The Wizard said no more.

All his attention was drawn to the beast leather in his hand, covered with densely packed words, and even diagrams and annotations!

A complete secret cultivation technique!

Is this the Divine Will bestowed by the Witch God, successfully communicated by the Great Witches?

The Wizard extended his hand to wipe away the strangely colored mucus on the beast leather.

Only then did he clearly see the words on the beast leather.

"Bedroom Skill!"

The Wizard murmured, feeling a spontaneous sense of awe, exclaiming, "What a domineering name!"

"How vast is the world, yet it all fits within a room?"

"Is this... are these the annotations personally penned by the Great Witches during their own practice? The Great Witches put their heart into it!"

He continued to read eagerly.

After finishing the text, annotations, and diagrams,

he suddenly felt a little parched, and his abdomen grew warm.

A peculiar thrill began to sprout within his heart.