I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 245 - 110: Yongyi Tumor

Inside the Clan Hall.

Within the Profound Light Barrier, the shattered blood fog surged, and blood-colored runes continued to coalesce.

Shen Can raised his hand, a scorching flame rising from his palm, burning the pervasive blood mist with a sizzling, piercing sound.

"Ah!"

"I am the Great Elder of the Luo River Bo Division! You, corrupted by Beastification Erosion and betray your ancestors, truly deserve to die!"

The blood fog surged, revealing a wrinkled, sinister face, its eyes emitting a chilling coldness.

"Today, I will rid the Human Race of this menace!"

"I will cleanse this abomination with the mighty power of the Luo River!"

The blood fog rapidly expanded, engulfing the entire Profound Water Barrier. A withered hand emerged from the blood mist, pressing towards Shen Can.

This hand, entwined with blood, caused the Profound Light Barrier to crack with a crunching noise due to the impact of its aura.

"Abomination, die!"

Rumble!

Before the bloody hand could descend, a divine form resembling a monkey with a Qilin head, made of flames, burst from Shen Can's palm, colliding with the descending bloody hand with searing, fierce energy.

Crack!

The bloody hand shattered instantly into countless pieces, rapidly incinerated into black smoke by the flames.

The monkey-bodied Qilin divine form continued its momentum, blasting the old face within the blood mist into fragments.

Strangely, within the shattered old face flowed dark red blood, exuding a strong, decayed odor.

As the blood flowed, the thin blood fog gave rise to another old face, though it was as blurry as smoke, distorted and floating, coldly watching Shen Can.

"Abomination, I am the guardian of the Human Race, you beast who betrays ancestors..."

"Puff!"

The blood fog dissipated, turning into large swaths of black smoke under the scorching heat.

Shen Can frowned deeply, what the hell is this?

After the gushing blood dropped, it quickly turned into a lifeless mass of black bloodstain, exuding an aura that made him feel disgusted.

Luo Zhi, lying on the ground, appeared calm, a stark contrast to his previous twisted expression.

Looking at Shen Can in his Desolate Beast Battle Body state, there was surprisingly no fear in his eyes.

Crack!

With a crisp sound of a neck bone breaking, Shen Can placed Luo Zhi into the Witch Pouch, simultaneously acquiring another Witch Pouch in his hand.

As the Young Master of Luo River, Luo Zhi naturally had a Witch Pouch. Witch Pouches cannot contain other Witch Pouches nor living things.

Afterwards, Shen Can walked out of the great hall, heading towards the valley of Jinyun Mountain.

As he approached the valley, he released the Bronze War Chariot, with Tuo Lord temporarily replacing the war beast pulling the chariot, rumbling into the valley.

Inside the Jinyun Valley, the Source Power was several times that of the outside world, with some small cultivated fields within.

But ever since Luo Zhi brought people here, the valley had become the residence of the Antelope Qilin Beasts and the martial artists of Luo River.

Roar!

As the war chariot charged into the valley, a Kui Ox over twenty zhang in size manifested, roaring to the sky, its War Intent soaring high.

At this moment, the people of the Jinshan Tribe watched in shock at the mammoth Kui Ox that suddenly appeared in their tribe.

In the valley, the Antelope Qilin Beasts were already at rest, while the martial artists were being served one by one by the people of the Jinshan Tribe.

The Kui Ox War Chariot thundered into the valley, the terrifying War Intent pressing the Antelope Qilin Beasts to the ground, trembling.

The soldiers of the Luo River, who rushed out from the houses upon hearing the commotion, were shocked to see the charging war chariot.

Although they followed Luo Zhi here, they were, after all, martial artists of the Luo River Bo Division and naturally recognized the war chariot of their clan.

But is this still the Bronze War Chariot of their own clan division?

Entirely different.

Swish, swish, swish!

When these guys, many of whom were bare, were in a daze.

On the mountain ridges on both sides of the valley, Huo Yaan and the tribesmen had long drawn their strong bows and giant crossbows. The sound of bowstrings and giant arrows filled the air.

On the war chariot, Shen Can was not idle either, continuously drawing a large bow, each arrow taking a life.

After taking out half of the martial artists, the remaining Luo River martial artists finally reacted, frantically attempting to armor up and grab weapons.

But the war chariot rolled in, directly crushing the houses in its path, with figures flying with the rubble.

Roar!

In the valley, the largest Antelope Qilin Beast let out a low growl, as Shen Can turned the war chariot, with the Kui Ox thundering towards the biggest Antelope Qilin Beast.

"Woo!"

...

The commotion in the valley made the people of the Jinshan Tribe tremble in fear.

These were all the martial artists of the Luo River Bo Division, all possessing Celestial Veins and Tier Three Wild Beasts.

The Jinshan Race Leader led a part of the clan soldiers to a place far from the valley, not daring to enter.

News of the Bronze War Chariot had already reached his tribe.

It was said the war chariot belonged to the Luo River Bo Division, and now it seemed like an internal conflict within the Luo River Bo Division.

For now, it's best not to enter the valley, to avoid seeing things that shouldn't be seen.

Within the valley, the roars of wild beasts sounded like rolling thunder, the roars soon turning into screams of agony.

"That sound is from the leading Antelope Qilin Beast, I used to clean its scales."

"No wonder it's the Bo Division, such terrifying commotion, if a battle broke out in the tribe, we'd be toppled."

"I heard this war chariot belongs to another young master of the Luo River Bo Division, slipping into our tribe silently. Luckily, we weren't the target, if this war chariot traveled through the city, blood would flow like a river."

...

At dawn.

The valley's commotion had all settled down, with the Antelope Qilin Beasts huddled together.

The leading Antelope Qilin Beast lay at the forefront, most of its scales shed, and the horn on its head lost some of its luster.

This was a sign of having unleashed its bloodline divine technique, but unfortunately, it was useless, as it still got a severe beating.