I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 251 - 112: Traversing Tens of Thousands of Miles—It’s Gotta Be the Luo River!

While Xiaoyang was dodging the giant arrows ahead, the chariot had already carved an arc on the wasteland, blocking in front of the Human Race Tribe.

"Damn it!"

Miao Tuo cursed loudly, swiftly turned, and leapt away without stopping.

...

"It's the Bronze War Chariot, it's chasing Xiaoyang!"

"Such terrifying aura, feels like it could overturn our city."

...

Chirp!

While pursuing, Shen Can heard the cry of the Cyan Simurgh at the zenith of the heavens and immediately understood.

One hundred miles away, there's the Xiaoyang Camp.

If so, it's time to close the net.

The place that allows for the arrival of Celestial Vein Ninth Layer Xiaoyang Martial Artists is definitely not just any small camp.

Rumble!

The torrent of blood surged into the chariot, the Kui Ox roared on the wasteland.

Originally maintaining a distance of three miles, in the instant the Kui Ox manifested, within a few breaths, it charged right behind Miao Tuo.

The terrifying aura surged, the air currents causing the running Miao Tuo to stumble.

One after another, Water Giant Arrows fell from high above, Miao Tuo flipped and continuously smashed out spear lights to shatter the arrows.

Yet he was immediately rammed by the Kui Ox, his body flying sideways.

The Kui Ox's ramming was continuous, never pausing for breath, relentless, speeding across the ground once again.

Miao Tuo was consecutively knocked flying three times, each time his blood energy infused into the long spear, a rain of arrows would condense and fall behind him.

With the Kui Ox in front and Tier Three Peak Witchcraft behind.

This filled Miao Tuo with furious curses.

Celestial Vein Ninth Layer, Tier Three Peak Wizard, a Bronze War Chariot, it's equivalent to three of the same tier against him alone.

In his view, Shen Can and Luo Feng are respectively the Celestial Vein Ninth Layer and Tier Three Peak Wizard.

Martial Artist drives the chariot, Wizard casts spells.

Bang!

The long spear in hand still struck the war horns of the Kui Ox, the horns erupted with brilliant water light and shattered loudly.

Yet the massive Kui Ox Divine Form's momentum did not diminish, once again sending Miao Tuo flying, blood splattering the sky.

The water arrows beneath the heavens poured down, smashing onto Miao Tuo, erupting into splashes and fountain of blood on him.

At this moment, a group of Xiaoyang Race Soldiers happened to be nearby, rushing over, witnessing Miao Tuo soaked in splashes and blood bursts.

"Bronze War Chariot!"

"It's Lord Miao Tuo!"

"No good, Lord Miao Tuo seems dead."

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In the cries of shock from Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, the Kui Ox rammed through Miao Tuo's body, the wheels beneath the chariot emitting a crunching sound.

"Run quickly!"

The Kui Ox chariot that rammed through returned again, rumbled over once more, and Shen Can used Divine Sense to gather the puddle on the ground into the Witch Pouch.

The Kui Ox scattered into sparkles of water light in mid-air, the chariot chased in the direction the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers were fleeing.

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One hundred miles away.

Beneath Flame Mountain, the Xiaoyang Camp ablaze, thunder exploding in the camp, densely packed Xiaoyang flew into the skies.

Whether it be dwellings, towers, stone barriers, Celestial Vein Xiaoyang, Witch Artifacts, or arrow rain, before the all-out charge of the Kui Ox War Chariot, they are like mere drizzle.

Wherever the Kui Ox passes, all shatters.

Some ordinary Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, even before the Kui Ox approaches, are shaken to death by its violent war intent, bodies flying sideways.

"Hahaha..."

On the chariot, Luo Feng's face bore an unusual flush; if not for the lack of arms, he would definitely have danced with both hands now.

On the rear shaft of the chariot, a Battle Banner emblazoned with Luo River insignia fluttered vigorously.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire Xiaoyang Camp turned into a Blood River, with most Xiaoyang scattering away.

Shen Can did not pursue, steering the chariot where the Kui Ox Divine Form had dissipated, sweeping up the skeletal remains on the ground.

Under the sensing of Divine Sense, the accumulated resources in the nearby camp tents and dwellings couldn't escape his perception.

After gathering these resources, he quickly charged out of the shattered camp and into the distance.

In the camp, nearly a thousand humans captured by the Xiaoyang Race stared in astonishment at the chariot that stormed through the camp like the wind, rolling up a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

By the time they reacted, the chariot had already vanished at the horizon of the land.

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Half a month later.

The war chariot crossed the Guimu River again, charging into the northwest of Ji Land, destroying six Xiaoyang camps, large and small, along the way.

Another ten days passed.

At the foot of Tieshi Mountain in Ji Land, thirty-three Xiaoyang Celestial Vein Martial Artists were slain, led by a Celestial Vein Eighth Layer.

Another half month passed.

In the eastern part of Guimu River, at Arrowhead Mountain, the Xiaoyang Celestial Vein Ninth Layer Martial Artist Commander Qiu Yinn was killed.

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A month later.

The Bronze War Chariot reappeared, three hundred miles northeast of Heyang Ruins Market, blasting over four hundred elite Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, and then disappeared.

Five days later.

Two hundred miles south of Heyang Ruins Market, the Bronze War Chariot appeared again.

Kui Ox Divine Form charged into a group of over ten thousand Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, crushing countless Xiaoyang, consecutively killing seven heads of Myriarchs, and then swaggered off.

From then on, the war chariot disappeared for over a month.

Reappeared, chasing over three thousand miles west of Guimu River after the Xiaoyang commander, witnessed by many Humans and Xiaoyang along the way.

Finally, the Xiaoyang commander was killed by the Guimu River's banks.

After this, the war chariot disappeared once again.

For a time, the entire occupied territory saw countless Xiaoyang Race Soldiers in utter terror.

This Bronze War Chariot appeared with no pattern, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west.

Some calculated that in just a few months, the Bronze War Chariot crisscrossed both sides of Ji Land, covering a journey of tens of thousands of miles.

Simply hitting Xiaoyang's weaknesses with ruthless force.

There was a rumor spreading to the Xiaoyang Camp confronting Bo Division that the Xiaoyang Vein Master was furious, directly conscripting elite race soldiers from the camp, sworn to unearth the Bronze War Chariot.

Yet, the war chariot vanished into thin air, completely untraceable.

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Blood Gate Mountain City.

Yuan Zhenzang looked at the intelligence gathered from various places, with a vast map behind him.

The map was marked with traces, all locations where the Bronze War Chariot appeared.

But these appearances had no pattern; this time in the east, next time in the west, or even in the north the subsequent time.

"Antelope Qilin Beast, Luo River Battle Banner..."

Yuan Zhenzang sneered, that damned bunch of old fools sitting in the tribe, their fame spread all over Ji Land.

It was unknown whether these old fools would be happy hearing their reputation.

After glancing at the map, Yuan Zhenzang paid no more attention.

No use.

The Bronze War Chariot can hide, but the Antelope Qilin Beast cannot hide; even if dressed up as something else, it still roams the expansive earth.

This indicates that the people steering the Bronze War Chariot are not alone but have a group of scouts around.

Scouting hundreds of miles around, thus disguising the Antelope Qilin Beast with animal skins, allowing it to traverse the vast mountains and fields.

"Come, investigate the flying birds, pay attention to those in groups, start with the tribes that raise bird flocks."

Although it did not feel like the upper-class tribe under his command did it, Yuan Zhenzang thought it was still necessary to check for reassurance.

Then, he descended the stone tower and jumped onto a Dragon Beast, rushing to the depths of the mountain range.

Beneath the land, Witch Talismans densely packed, sealing off the aura above and below.

Amidst the thick blood stench, surges of earth and wood source power flooded this sealed area like tides.

Upon entering, Yuan Zhenzang shrank down, ice shards scattered against the rocky walls, with cold air pouring onto him.

The surging source power turned into mist, as Lord Jishan casually sat on a stone, facing the direction where the source power surged in.

"Clan Leader, things have been lively lately."

Yuan Zhenzang quickly recounted the situation; he had already reported earlier about the Luo River Bo Division sending people.

At this moment, he spoke of the subsequent events related to the Bronze War Chariot.

Also shared his speculations, someone impersonated Luo River Bo Division's fame and war chariot, and it was likely they had flying bird war beasts as scouts.

"Good!"

Lord Jishan's icy face cracked a smile.

"Won't those few old fools from Luo River be scared to death."

"Go to Luo Region and spread some rumors, say Xiaoyang is furious, Tier Four powerhouses will soon head south to kill those old things."

Yuan Zhenzang felt slightly speechless, the clan leader's thoughts were quite erratic.

"Clan Leader, according to the news, Xiaoyang gathered many people searching for the Bronze War Chariot's master. If the chariot keeps killing indiscriminately, it's bound to fall into Xiaoyang's trap."

"Deploy the Glazed Dragon Guard, regardless of which Human Race comrades, we need to back them up."

Lord Jishan pondered for a moment, "Right, don't forget to spread messages to Luo Region."