Chapter 360: Chapter 156: The Might of the Ancestral Temple Keeper, Cultivation in Your Clan’s Mine

A hundred miles away from the ancestral temple, still within the Blazing Flame Race Territory, Yang Duan stood on a branch of a large tree, gazing in the direction of the Blazing Flame Ancestral Temple.

Bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes, reflecting the scene in Shi Xuan’s eyes.

Since entering Ji Land, the news heard along the way was somewhat exaggerated; this so-called Blazing Flame Division had no defense at all, full of loopholes.

He swaggered in without encountering any obstruction.

This Sacrificial Spirit is useless too!

These Northern Horse Slaves, without a major division, just let the barbarians gain fame!

Buzz!

In the moment Yang Duan felt disdain, an incredibly bright light illuminated the night, enveloping the entire tree and Yang Duan below.

Yang Duan was shocked.

An invisible force blew his mouth out of shape; in a hurry, he let out a long howl, his entire body rapidly fractured, blood flowing out.

Roar!

With a sudden crash, three vertical sheep horns sprouted from Yang Duan’s head, and his fractured body was also covered with dense scales.

This was the Cyan Sheep, though it was not a sheep but an extremely powerful Wild Beast.

As Yang Duan transformed into the Cyan Sheep, the blood energy rising from his body gathered above his head, evolving into a ten-zhang large Cyan Sheep Dharma Form.

This Dharma Form was entwined with cyan vines all over, covered with sharp thorns from top to bottom.

The three sheep horns glowed purple, and the fierce sheep head let out a roar.

Rumble!

But against the roar of the Cyan Sheep Dharma Form, a palm struck down from mid-air.

The palm manifested ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers, a shimmering phantom, and swallowed the Cyan Sheep in one strike.

A thousand-zhang radius was similarly shrouded with a vast oppressive force.

Roar!

A tragic cyan sheep cry echoed throughout the clan land; the ten-zhang Cyan Sheep Dharma Form was smacked into less than five feet, and the body of the evolving Dharma Form was less than one foot high, completely transformed into a mass of blood.

The tree turned to powder and disappeared, leaving a palm print on the ground.

In the middle of the palm print was a mass of blood.

The fractured Cyan Sheep Dharma Form scattered into light, dispersing in all directions, like a firefly drifting away, revealing Shen Can’s position.

Feeling the nearly exhausted blood energy in his Divine Treasure, Shen Can stood calmly beside the Great Hand Seal, surveying the surroundings.

"Since you’ve come, please!"

With Shen Can’s words, a figure in the dark scrambled out like an eel, fleeing hurriedly.

Its speed was as if its rear was on fire, vanishing with a swoosh into the undulating terrain.

At this moment, the disturbed tribesmen gathered around, yet the terrifying aura emitted by the palm print made it difficult for them to approach.

Only Huo Chang, braving the oppression, approached the handprint.

"Killed a chicken, scared off a monkey."

Shen Can spoke, "Just leave it here, let the intruders see."

When he made his move, he didn’t clench his five fingers into a fist seal but directly used his palm to manifest the fist force.

Once mastered, everything else followed; Shen Can even felt that using the palm to perform the Mountain and River Guardian was more convenient.

Blow after blow into the flesh—what substitutes for that resonant splat for artistic style? 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Look at this palm print’s center, flesh and bone connected; just a huge arrow could roast it on a spit.

With a wave, Shen Can retrieved the Witch Pouch from the flesh and turned back toward the Ancestral Temple.

Surrounding him, the eyes of the assembled tribesmen flashed with fervor and reverence; the hand of the Ancestral Temple Keeper was rare, yet every occurrence shocked the soul.

This was the Divine Treasure, worth the Ancestral Temple Keeper’s palm?

Oh no, it couldn’t even withstand a palm.

Divine Treasure Realm Martial Artists could live four to five hundred years at least, their aura transformed long with the Celestial Vein; even as a mass of flesh and bone, the aura it emitted could persist for a long time.

Ordinary tribesmen felt only the powerful oppression, not daring to approach an inch, while for fellow Divine Treasure, the aura was perceivable from afar.

Given this flesh and bone connection, any intruder had to weigh whether their bones were tough enough.

After all, the one smacked to death was no ordinary Divine Treasure, but mid-stage Divine Treasure.

...

The figure that rushed out of the Blazing Flame Race Territory ran for thousands of miles, into thick wilderness.

"Luckily Yang Duan was ahead, damn it, how could such a terrifying powerhouse reside in this small tribe."

Fuma’s unease took a long while to settle.

He wouldn’t mistake it, even the Cyan Sheep Dharma Form was used, yet it was smacked helplessly.

He had narrowly escaped with his life.

Fuma felt only that luck was on his side, that the Blazing Flame Ancestral Temple Keeper hadn’t aimed at him first; otherwise, Yang Duan would have been the one running out.

"Yang Duan died here, surely the Cyan Sheep Bo Division won’t let this slide."

"Forget it, I’ll wait and see."

...

After returning to the Ancestral Temple with the Witch Pouch, Shen Can opened it.

More than three thousand pieces of various Source Stones, plenty of ordinary century-old herbs, but unfortunately, no Treasure Medicines.

Scattered Witch Artifacts, Cultivation Technique Scrolls, ores, and so on.

"Upper Cyan Sheep Mysterious Skill!"

Shen Can took up a bronze-cast Cyan Sheep, and upon immersing his Divine Sense into it, sensed the cultivation technique inscribed within.

The bronze-cast exterior had an interior made of a secret copper ore, possessing effects harmonious with the Divine Sense.

Then, he pulled out a handwritten note from the scroll.

"Today, I’ve advanced to mid-stage Divine Treasure, worthy of great celebration..."

"I’ve grown fine scales, suddenly desiring to drink some blood like a Wild Beast; as recorded in the tribe, this is beastification."