I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 121 - 65: Sudden Turmoil—Who’s Left for Me to Save?

Hundreds of Xiaoyang lay prostrate on the ground, rushing toward the clan territory like crawling apes, subconsciously ignoring the absence of martial artists patrolling outside the territory.

"Rumble!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Ah!"

Cries of terror rang out in the tribe, as figures fled in panic toward the depths of the settlement.

Seeing such a scene, the invading Xiaoyang martial artists grew even more excited.

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha!"

Laughter resounded throughout the tribe.

Especially the leader Muo Bai, who charged directly at one of the brawny figures.

He was still curious why the martial artists of this tribe weren't rushing to protect the women and children.

But then he sensed something was off.

Why the hell were these people dropping hammers as they ran?

"Swish! Swish!"

Before Muo Bai could figure it out, the sound of arrows tearing through the air erupted, as sharp arrows shot toward the group of Xiaoyang.

As the leader, Muo Bai received special attention.

Huo Shan, Huo Kui, and Huo Muu formed a group, releasing three arrows in unison.

Muo Bai's body was enveloped in blood energy, and he punched away the incoming arrows.

"A small tribe dares to set an ambush, kill them for me..."

Swish!

Under the night sky, a streak of black light pierced through Muo Bai's skull like a lightning bolt.

Huo Shan and the others shifted their targets to another Celestial Vein Xiaoyang.

Among these 500 Xiaoyang, there were six in the Celestial Vein Realm.

Seeing Muo Bai get killed, Muo Ling shouted, "Break through!"

But he was drenched by a sudden downpour overhead, and as he raised his hand to wipe the rain, three arrows pierced through his neck and eyes.

The downpour wasn't only over Muo Ling; other Celestial Vein Xiaoyang martial artists were also targeted.

Although Huo Long and the others were only Tier One Wizards, their Lingyu Water Control Technique couldn't penetrate the defenses of Celestial Vein martial artists, but it could disrupt their movements.

In just a few breaths, out of the six Celestial Vein Xiaoyang martial artists, only one remained, hiding among the buildings.

The sole remaining Celestial Vein Xiaoyang martial artist could scarcely believe that there were Human Race tribes in the Northern Lands bold enough to ambush them.

Even in Ji Land, in recent years, only Yanran dared to do so.

Other tribes mostly adopted a defensive stance, only Yanran would actively attack the Xiaoyang race.

Of the more than 500 Xiaoyang, under several waves of arrow strikes, only a little over a hundred remained, most pierced by arrows.

Muo Yuan cautiously lay low, but its massive size and previous use of blood energy had already exposed its identity as a Celestial Vein martial artist.

Suddenly, Muo Yuan jolted and tried to leap away, but halfway through the jump, a burst of blood mist erupted from its buttocks, followed by several arrows pinning it down.

Huo Shan discarded his strong bow, pulling out two hammers from his back, and charged at the remaining Xiaoyang.

When encountering an injured Xiaoyang, he simply crushed them with a hammer.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Not only Huo Shan, but also the surrounding clan soldiers, with squads of a few people led by a Squad Leader, were shrinking the encirclement.

When they came across someone still breathing, it was a swift strike to the head.

From afar, looking at the battle nearing its end, Shen Can chanted witchcraft, and clusters of blood mist emerged.

From various corners of the clan territory, shadows of blood eels darted upwards.

The reason Shen Can didn't activate the witch array until the battle was over was for fear that so many Xiaoyang elites might crush it.

He intended to rely on this array to complete some subsequent plans; if it were destroyed by Xiaoyang in one go, it would be too wasteful.

With a thousand ambushing over five hundred Xiaoyang, the battle was relatively effortless.

If it weren't for the intention of letting the clansmen engage with the Xiaoyang, the remaining hundred would have been directly shot with crossbows.

At this moment, the laughter within and outside the clan territory ceased, replaced by a pervasive scent of blood.

"Throw the Xiaoyang corpses to the center of the clan territory."

Shen Can stood at a high point, overlooking the entire array; in his eyes, as the witch array activated, shadows of blood eels rampaged, capturing the blood energy at the array's core.

...

"Who goes there!"

At this moment, a shout rang from outside the clan territory, followed by the sound of arrows piercing the air and rushed footsteps pursuing.

Despite the ambush on the Xiaoyang, during the battle, Shen Can still had Huo Qingg keep watch outside.

Soon, a figure was brought over under escort.

It was a Celestial Vein martial artist, with two iron arrows lodged in his back.

Originally, this person had been writhing, but upon sensing the strong scent of blood as they neared the clan territory and seeing the Xiaoyang corpses emitting blood mist, he looked on in terror.

"Did you kill all these?"

Tian Chuanshan gulped, forgetting the pain from the arrows in his back.

The scene before him, even witnessed with his own eyes, left him shocked and in disbelief.

"Thud!"

The next moment, Tian Chuanshan knelt down with a thud.

This drew puzzled looks from those around him.

"I beg you, let me join you in killing these alien beasts!"

"Who are you?"

"This is my clan division; two months ago, these aliens suddenly appeared..."

Before Tian Chuanshan could finish, Huo Kui kicked him.

Uttering lies without regard for the occasion.

If the Xiaoyang had come two months ago, why would they fall into a trap today?

Kicked, Tian Chuanshan was bewildered; he truly wasn't lying.

Huo Kui pulled him up and said, "Are you saying this is your tribe, exterminated by the Xiaoyang two months ago? How come the houses are intact and the fields remain?"

With this, Tian Chuanshan realized.

"Two months ago, upon hearing news of the aliens, I led my people to relocate. Unexpectedly, we hadn't traveled far before these beasts encountered us."

"If you don't believe me, ten miles away at Linshan, there are still traces of battle."

Huo Kui asked no more, leaving Tian Chuanshan and walking towards the distant remnants of living Xiaoyang.

Soon, screams mixed with laughter filled the air.

About half an hour later, Huo Kui returned.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, what this man said might be accurate; two months ago, the Xiaoyang may have been here, but this group isn't from the same branch.

According to the confession, the Xiaoyang race soldiers in Cyan Bird Race Territory are from three different branches, hence their division into three directions.

As for their reason for coming from Ji Land, it was to rendezvous with a lord of their race, who pursued the north-bound Bo Division Flying Ship.

They didn't expect our northern tribes to be so weak, which is why the three branches intended to capture humans for sacrifices and blood food.

It's said the Bo Division Flying Ship flew over the adjacent region of their three branch territories, angering the elder clans of the three major branches, prompting them to seize this opportunity to destroy the ship."

Upon hearing this, Shen Can approached the recently captured Celestial Vein Xiaoyang.

"Poof!"

As he neared, he drove a Witch Nail into him, causing him to regain consciousness instantly.

"You should know the strength of the martial artist tracking the Bo Division Flying Ship, why would they need assistance from your people?"

"Think carefully before speaking; I still have four Witch Nails."

As he spoke, Shen Can raised his hand, and four witch nails with water vapor floating around them hovered before Muo Yuan.