I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 248 - 111: Massacre on All Sides!

In the small mountain range.

The sound of battle cries echoed continuously as a small Human Race tribe was overrun by the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.

Inside and outside the clan city, flames rolled and fighting was everywhere, but this tribe didn't organize an effective Soldier Array at all and was directly overwhelmed by the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.

The Xiaoyang Race Soldiers kept cutting people down, and even some slower children were caught and thrown directly into their mouths.

"Run quickly!"

"Child, run quickly!"

A Martial Artist brandishing a big knife rushed towards the Xiaoyang, but hadn't made it a few steps before being pierced through the body by a spear, his body hurled into the campfire.

A young boy fleeing in the distance hadn't run far before he was pinned to the ground in an instant.

The sound of laments spread through the mountains and fields, and the few resisting Martial Artists were quickly slaughtered by the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, leaving the rest in a panic as they fled into the mountains.

But how could they outrun the Xiaoyang?

"Haha!"

Outside the clan city, the leading Xiaoyang Myriarch, riding on a Crocodile Dragon, laughed as he looked at the smoking Human Race clan city.

Before him on the ground were a dozen or so pinned figures, one of whom was not yet completely dead, his eyes blood-red.

"Ah!"

He let out a long howl, forcibly stood up from the ground, and pulled out the long spear from his body to charge at the Xiaoyang Myriarch.

But he hadn't taken two steps before being blasted into a mist of blood by the tail of the swinging Crocodile Dragon!

"No!"

"I will kill these beasts!"

Among the fleeing figures, a few young Martial Artists could no longer endure and turned around frenziedly to charge at the approaching Xiaoyang.

...

"Quickly gather them, let's feast here today!"

Seeing the resisters being continuously killed, the remaining Human Race mostly ran towards the mountains, Mu Yang laughed and called the clan soldiers before him, preparing to head towards the clan city.

Rumble!

At this moment, a rumbling arose, smoke and dust billowed, the ground trembled.

Mu Yang turned around to see a team of Human Race cavalry escorting a war chariot rolling towards them.

"There..."

Just about to speak, his gaze suddenly locked onto the central Bronze War Chariot.

"It's a Bronze War Chariot!"

The accompanying Xiaoyang Race Soldiers exclaimed in surprise ahead of time.

"Run!"

Seeing the Bronze War Chariot approaching, Mu Yang's first reaction was not to gather the soldiers to resist but to drive his Crocodile Dragon to turn and flee.

"Charge!"

Huo Zhan raised the heavy knife in his hand and pointed at the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers ahead, the blade's surface swelling with intense blood energy.

Clang clang clang!

For the Antelope Qilin Beast, which took large strides, the two or three miles of road rushed past in an instant, quickly colliding with the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.

Though there were less than a hundred in the group, with heavy armor, war beasts, and long-handled war knives, wherever they passed, the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers were cleaved in two.

The war chariot didn't even release the Kui Ox Divine Form, directly crushing over the Crocodile Dragon under Xiaoyang's command, its massive body rolling over and leaving a trail of blood.

Rumbling sound!

Hearing the wails of the clan soldiers behind him, Mu Yang fiercely kicked the Crocodile Dragon beneath him, urging it to speed up.

But he hadn't run far before a giant arrow pierced his person, pinning him to the ground.

The arrow was thrown by Shen Can from atop the war chariot; with just one arrow, he pinned both Mu Yang, the Myriarch, and his Crocodile Dragon together.

Afterward, the war chariot crushed over the fleeing Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, one by one crushing them to death.

Seeing this, Huo Zhan led the people in reversing direction, charging into the ruined clan city, killing where Xiaoyang gathered most.

The Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, who were initially relentlessly hunting the Human Race, were so scared they began fleeing everywhere.

...

The war chariot slowly approached the pinned Xiaoyang Myriarch and his Seat Beast. Shen Can had left him alive when he acted.

The Antelope Qilin Beast pulling the war chariot raised a foot and stomped the barely breathing Crocodile Dragon to death, opened its mouth to bite off its skull, and then began to chew.

"You!"

Mu Yang panicked, "You dare come out!"

Tuo Lord crawled out of the war chariot, hopped onto the Crocodile Dragon's remains, and dragged Mu Yang out.

"No!"

Seeing Tuo Lord's large mouth, Mu Yang trembled all over; he knew it was going to eat him alive.

This scene, which often happened when he devoured people alive, had now returned upon him.

Tuo Lord dragged Mu Yang off into the distance.

Not long after, when Tuo Lord returned, it opened its mouth and spat out a suit of armor and a pile of scattered items.

"Master, it said that three hundred miles southwest is a Xiaoyang Camp, where a mineral vein lies guarded by no less than a hundred Xiaoyang in the Celestial Vein Realm."

Mu Yang was indeed a Myriarch, but he was out hunting this time, bringing fewer than a thousand regular Xiaoyang Race Soldiers.

"The Xiaoyang guarding the mine camp is said to be at the Celestial Vein Eighth Layer, but it's unknown if that's true."

Shen Can nodded; whether true or false didn't matter. A mineral vein wouldn't be stationed by a Tier Four Martial Artist.

If it really were a Tier Four mine, Jishan wouldn't easily give it up.

Soon, a dozen figures followed Huo Zhan to the side of the war chariot, kneeling down with a thud.

"Thank you, Upper Division lord, for taking action!"

Shen Can did not dismount from the war chariot, his Divine Sense enveloped outward, seeing the few people kneeling on the ground.

"Sir, they wish to follow you to kill Xiaoyang."

Huo Zhan came before the war chariot and spoke.

Shen Can's Divine Sense swept over these few people several times; they had strong emotional fluctuations, anger, and hatred towards Xiaoyang.

"Give them some Blood Pills."

Upon hearing Shen Can's instruction, Huo Zhan understood and said, "Go gather the Xiaoyang Corpses."

The few people nodded and quickly called back the returning clansmen, dragging over all the Xiaoyang Corpses.

...

Soon, this group of Xiaoyang Corpses was rapidly refined by the Witch Array, its blood energy gathered, and the tribe's people assembled outside.