I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 271 - 120: Advancement to Tier 4! (Qiu Yue Vote Requested)
Roar!
With one sentence from the Ancestral Temple Keeper, Shen Can almost choked back his own accumulated power, nearly causing the Kui Ox Divine Form to shatter.
Damn this old thing, so weak in combat, yet capable of verbal attacks.
"Damn it, no matter who you are, today you must die!"
The Luo River Race Leader was supported by a Blood Vine, retrieving his weapon, layers of blood-stained Water Source Power began to converge.
"Our Luo River is not a place for any abomination to invade, what do you take the dignified Bo Division of Luo River for!"
As the Luo River Race Leader performed his divine technique, blood from the Blood Vine poured into his body continuously.
Within a breath, the Race Leader’s body expanded, his eyes turning blood-red, and purple-black blood began to ooze from his skin.
"Die!"
Suddenly, the Luo River Race Leader let out a long howl, a hundred-foot-long bloody blade light slashing from his blade.
His inflated body seemed to be deflated, returning to a shriveled state.
With the Race Leader taking action in the front, the Great Elder and the Ancestral Temple Keeper also landed on the Blood Vine, greedily absorbing the blood within, transforming it into energy for their divine techniques and witchcraft.
"Abomination!"
"Stop!"
Yet at this moment, the three old figures, either having performed or about to perform their divine techniques, saw Shen Can charging towards the Blood Vine like a speeding bullet.
This scared the three of them out of their wits, rushing towards Shen Can to block his assault on the main Blood Vine.
Rumble!
The three figures were consecutively knocked flying, as for the attack the Race Leader had just been clamoring about, it struck directly upon the Witch Talisman Spirit Ban of the valley.
Screech!
Shen Can, like a ramming Kui Ox, crashed close to the Blood Vine, which emitted an ear-piercing scream, its entire body trembling more violently.
Though it appeared to be a Spirit Plant, it was actually a type of Wild Beast.
From Shen Can, it felt an incredibly terrifying aura.
Scared, it quickly retracted all its branches, retreating into the Primordial Lake.
As the Blood Vine fled, thick, purple-black blood sludge surged from the once relatively clear Spirit Lake, countless bones immediately covering its surface.
In this moment, the valley fell silent.
Shen Can gazed at the Bone Blood Lake, transformed into a blood pool, dark golden pupils shimmering with killing intent.
The Ancestral Temple Keeper slowly got up, hesitating as he spoke, "To protect the tribe’s legacy, some prices must be paid."
Boom!
Amidst the rumbling, the Temple Keeper couldn’t even perform his witchcraft before his aged body was knocked flying, crashing heavily onto the Witch Ban of the valley.
"You can’t kill us. As long as the Vine Master lives, we will not die!"
The Ancestral Temple Keeper’s withered and eerie face showed a maniacal grin, not caring at all about the blood sludge covering his body.
"You don’t understand, our survival means the continued legacy of Luo River."
"You’re strong, even stronger than Yann Wanyun who came before, who relied on a peculiar Witch Artifact to defeat us, yet you can actually Beastify."
Recalling the earlier impact from the Kui Ox Battle Intent, the Race Leader’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam.
"You should be like Yann Wanyun, not yet advanced to Tier Four."
"Ha, treating our Luo River as nothing."
Before the Race Leader could finish his sentence, he felt another wave of formidable blood energy rushing through the air, quickly defending with his blade.
Rumble!
Bang!
The echoes of explosions resounded once more in the valley, each attack from the three Luo River Ancestors was forcibly shattered by Shen Can.
Then, their bodies were sent flying.
"I told you, you can’t kill us."
Shen Can remained silent, his fists continuously pounding like a Kui.
Each punch sent the three figures flying, crushing them into the ground, or slamming them into the rock wall’s Witch Talisman Spirit Ban.
The three Tier Fours of the Luo River Bo Division were surprisingly lacking in strength.
They were Tier Four, yet the weakest kind, having become Blood Slaves to the Blood Vine.
"Enough! Do you really think we’re here for you to trample over?"
The continuously battered Luo River Race Leader was furious, attempting to resist, but each attempt met with more fists.
Eventually, Shen Can grew tired of fighting.
In front of him, the three figures had their bones shattered into fragments, piled up like three heaps of decaying flesh.
Their heads resting on these heaps, coldly staring at Shen Can.
"Useless, the Vine Master is rooted in the earth, one with the Luo River. Even if you kill us, we’ll reappear from the Vine Master’s body."
"If you don’t believe me, you can look for yourself, see if you can find the Vine Master."
"You’ve come seeking the Tier Four advancement technique, haven’t you?"
"Kneel down and beg me, maybe I’ll give it to you!"
The Race Leader’s blood-red eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
"Hey, kneel and crawl over, let this old man take a bite."
The Ancestral Temple Keeper also let out a sinister laugh.
"What are you doing!"
Next moment, the Race Leader felt himself picked up by two giant fingers, casually flipped into the palm of a massive hand.
Crunch!
Shen Can suddenly clenched his fist, blood oozing between his fingers.
Rumble, blood energy fiercely converging onto the fist, transforming into intense flames.
"Stop!"
The Ancestral Temple Keeper and Great Elder were shocked and terrified.
Though they claimed immortality, it did not come without cost; every body switch resulted in a decline in power.
The Blood Vine instinctively feared the blazing blood energy emitted by Shen Can, as an extension of the Blood Vine, they acutely sensed it.
"Ah!
Screams incessantly emanated from Shen Can’s palm, feeling as if he were practicing alchemy, his palm as the Pill Furnace, the Race Leader as the herbs.
