I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 243 - 109: Turmoil in Ji Land, Secrets of the Luo River

The matters of the Luo River sending people to the Ji Land cannot be hidden from the Jishan Bo Division.

Yuan Zhenzang reported the news to the Clan Chief long ago, but the Clan Chief didn't care.

The Ji Land is already chaotic, how much more chaotic can it get?

At that time, Yuan Zhenzang even sneered at the person who drove the Bronze War Chariot.

Do they know how to use it?

Daring to take the chariot north, aren't they afraid it would be stolen?

The Luo River Bo Division may be renowned at the Luo River, but the Xiaoyang Race of Ji Land wouldn't tolerate it.

Now, all sorts of news slapped him in the face.

Not only did they come, but they also truly knew how to use it.

They even used the chariot to eliminate an important figure of the Xiaoyang Race.

Otherwise, the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers near Heyang wouldn't be frantically searching for the Bronze War Chariot like mad dogs.

But this matter, no matter how you look at it, is hard to believe.

Pressing his hands on the stone desk, Yuan Zhenzang pondered for a while and then paced back and forth for a dozen times.

He just couldn't understand how this could be the doing of the Luo River.

At Dragon Landing Ferry, there are relics left by the Yongshan Bo Division.

Many martial artists from the Jishan Bo Division have gone there to cultivate, only that the powerful sealing force couldn't be moved.

After the Xiaoyang gathered there, Yuan Zhenzang had already sent people to investigate.

He wanted to see if any important martial artists of the Xiaoyang Race went there to cultivate, so he could prepare for a hunt.

However, within tens of thousands of miles, many places are suitable for cultivation, some more important than Dragon Landing Ferry, so the forces transferred there were limited. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Without being able to determine if it was a Xiaoyang trap, Yuan Zhenzang just paid temporary attention without any intention to act.

"Someone, keep investigating, find out who of the Xiaoyang died in the direction of Dragon Landing Ferry!"

Despite thinking from every angle, Yuan Zhenzang still felt something was off.

The old guys of the Luo River Bo Division are so deeply corrupted, internally even using Blood Inheritance Technique for the transmission of Divine Treasure Martial Artists, and their descendants each pride themselves as the Upper Sect of their Bo Division.

All strutting around, they don't seem capable of accomplishing great things.

Either it's the messengers falsifying the news, giving him a false report.

Or something truly bizarre happened.

He believed in the clansmen fighting the Xiaoyang in the Ji Land, so something must be up.

Investigate, it must be investigated thoroughly.

...

A thousand miles north of Blood Gate Mountain City, the Xiaoyang army's camp stretches over a thousand miles, arrow towers stand densely, and stone halls rise, flashing with brilliant Witch Rune glows in the sunlight.

At the rear of the camp, the earth fire blazes, merging into a red fire cloud.

Beneath the fire cloud, countless humans work in the heat wave, forging sounds merging into a Thunder Sound, rising and falling constantly.

These humans were divided into countless small camps, each with their own tasks, and if they failed to complete the forging tasks, the entire camp would become Xiaoyang's feast for the day.

Gazing over, countless numb silhouettes hammering ironstone amidst the firelight, with angry shouts occasionally breaking out, only to have their skulls shattered by incoming arrow fletchings before any rebellion could begin.

...

In the middle of the camp stands a circular Stone Tower, a hundred feet tall.

The Stone Tower is abundant with Earth Element Source Power, flowing from one bronze cast artifact after another.

The Vein Master Muo Xiao of the Muo Yan Lineage reclines on a Jade Couch, beneath him a furry Rui Deer Hide.

Only the hide was long stained by dried blood and bone fragments, obscuring the Beast Pattern.

Muo Xiao wasn't originally called this; he changed his name after becoming Vein Master three hundred years ago.

After becoming Vein Master, the Muo Yan Lineage gradually surpassed the Mu Kang and Qiu Yin branches, taking a leading position in the Three-Branch Alliance.

"Vein Master, Muo Ming is dead."

A Xiaoyang crawled into the main hall, whispering from the ground.

Receiving no response, it prepared to quietly withdraw.

Muo Xiao turned over on the Jade Couch.

"If he's dead, he's dead, what good is telling me after they're all dead?"

Thinking the Vein Master would be angry, but surprisingly felt no trace of anger.

"I ask you, why does the Jishan Old Ghost from the south never come out, what do you think the reason is?"

The Xiaoyang Martial Artist on the ground bowed his head, "Surely, the decrepit human fears the Vein Master, that's why he's afraid to come out."

"Hahaha..."

The laughter echoed repeatedly inside the Stone Tower.

"Old Ghost, if you keep avoiding, how can my beloved brother meet his end."

"It's so vexing."

...

As time passed, the news of the death of Muo Ming, a disciple of the Great Witch Priest, finally spread.

In the Ji Land, many tribes knew who Muo Ming was.

This guy was a disciple of the Xiaoyang Tier Four Grand Witch Priest, the future Grand Witch Priest.

He died too quickly.

The immediate reaction was that the Jishan Bo Division had acted.

But as further information came, Muo Ming was killed after a Bronze War Chariot broke through the guard camp.

Some people said they saw the Bronze War Chariot, at that time escorted by more than a hundred Celestial Vein Martial Artists, supposedly the Young Master of a Bo Division from the Luo Region.

Others said it wasn't the case, all sorts of rumors spread wildly.

Even Shen Can, coming out from the mountains, heard people talking about it on the road.

The Tuo Lord crossed the Guimu River westward, taking two days along the way, and many saw the Bronze War Chariot.

At present, Shen Can once again traveled from west to east, able to temporarily retract the Bronze War Chariot, making it much easier to move.

As for Luo Feng, he was placed in the Great Tripod Cauldron, carried on the Tuo Lord's back, and Shen Can felt quite comfortable leaning against the cauldron wall.

Spending a few days crossing the Ji Land via another route, he witnessed many tragic scenes along the way.

The Xiaoyang and Human Race are deeply intertwined, constantly slaughtering each other.

Shen Can didn't remain idle either and, when convenient, would collect a batch of Xiaoyang corpses.