I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 253 - 113: The Secrets of Jishan, Yanran, and Gufu Mountain!

Chapter 253: Chapter 113: The Secrets of Jishan, Yanran, and Gufu Mountain!

At this moment, the elders in the surrounding earthen cave would recite witchcraft chants, channeling divine sense onto the middle-aged martial artist.

Though it was a breakthrough, the blood qi source power surging within the cave wasn’t intense, rather, it resonated with the cultivation of the middle-aged martial artist.

In front of the middle-aged martial artist, there were three jade boxes, one of which was already open, empty within.

Inside him, the nine celestial veins gathered like dragons in his dantian, forming a nebulous cluster of blood qi mist.

Blood qi kept cascading down from the celestial veins, swiftly merging into the mist.

Yet, the surroundings of his dantian were filled with cracks, some of which showed overlapping marks.

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"If you force this old man, I’ll directly lead Jishan into the Eastern Marsh, allowing Xiaoyang to march all the way south to the depths of Luo Region and Yongyi."

Lord Yongshan didn’t receive a response from his war beast, speaking furiously, then let out a long sigh.

"Oh ancestors, succeeded because of Yongshan, if we truly can’t hold it, then let it return to Yongshan."

The reason for this defeat, actually, at the time we didn’t have to retreat.

But ultimately, we did retreat.

This was discussed between him and Yann Wanyun.

Over the past century, with the rise of the Yanran Division, some clansmen of Jishan have been wary of Yanran, even some elders of Jishan felt the same.

The clansmen’s so-called worries, including some small-scale conflicts, Lord Jishan couldn’t be bothered.

Similarly, Yann Wanyun didn’t bother with the occasional minor conflicts between the two divisions.

The two races reached a consensus on the major direction to defend against Xiaoyang ever since the rise of Yanran.

Including this time when Lord Jishan went to find Yann Wanyun.

At the time, Yann Wanyun didn’t hesitate, agreed.

Lord Jishan guessed, maybe this junior also understood the big issues upon himself, feared he couldn’t suppress it later.

The entire Yanran Division rested on Yann Wanyun alone, like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment.

Jishan was forced to break off, lacking successors, once both major divisions collapse, Ji Land would be powerless against Xiaoyang.

Rather than being slaughtered and captured as food by Xiaoyang at such a time, it would be better to let go now.

At least for the past two years, according to clan division intelligence, in the vast mountains under Xiaoyang’s control, human race divisions have been constantly rebuilding, constantly engaging in wars with Xiaoyang.

With Jishan and Yanran’s divisions restraining Xiaoyang’s army and powerful figures, clansmen are slowly being forged into true martial artists.

This led to the emergence of the bronze war chariot.

Luo River’s luck was truly damn good, a group of old men could still make a name for themselves.

Had Marquis Yongshan still been here, even this Tier Four would get sliced in the waist and dismembered, hung on the yamen gates.

In a few days, Lord Jishan plans to retreat further.

Marquis Yongshan once united the divisions three times, led southern expeditions and northern campaigns, consolidating Yongyi’s war intent, which is now gone.

Now, as a branch bearing the legacy of Yongshan, using the last bit of war power to try to awaken the war intent of Ji Land human race once more.

As for Yongyi, as well as future matters, Lord Jishan feels he can no longer manage.

For eight thousand years, Jishan has indeed been worthy of Marquis Yongshan.

"Old buddy, do you think the person using the war chariot is related to that tribe which intercepted residual spirits in the Xiaoyang Ancestral Land some time ago?"

"Indeed, the Kui Ox War Chariot!"

At this time, Lord Jishan pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Gu Fu Mountain in the Xiaoyang Ancestral Land, where Marquis Yongshan once broke through the Xiaoyang Race, crushing its ancestral land, using the war-dead bodies of human race martial artists to suppress the Xiaoyang Ancestral Land.

According to Marquis Yongshan’s plan, the Xiaoyang Ancestral Land would be completely subdued, but unfortunately the later developments didn’t meet expectations, and Jishan couldn’t change that.

Afterward, Xiaoyang rose again, repeatedly rebuilding the ancestral land, repeatedly using human race for burial, attempting to wash away the war-dead human race’s vast war intent with human race’s blood, but never succeeded.

All the past Lord Jishan have attempted to intercept residual spirits, but none succeeded.

Perhaps these forefather residual spirits felt Jishan hadn’t done well enough, they suppressed the Xiaoyang ancestral vein, yet future generations could still allow Xiaoyang to rise again.

Of course, this also related to several generations of Jishan’s clan leaders, not every generation had the courage to confront Xiaoyang.

"Kui Ox War Drum, Kui Ox War Chariot, Gu Fu Mountain Residual Spirits."

For a moment, Lord Jishan was deeply moved.

Previously, Ao Mountain Bo Division headed north because the war drums sounded.

Those were war drums crafted personally by Marquis Yongshan, with sound echoing for thousands of miles.

The reason why the bronze war chariot has the Kui Ox divine form is because it’s one of the witch artifacts created to accompany the war drums.

Luo River’s war chariot can’t trigger the Kui Ox divine form, but being able to trigger it explains a lot.

"Who exactly is it?"

Lord Jishan grew more curious; back then he wasn’t exactly the best candidate for Lord Bo, he rather fancied being a ranger.

Unfortunately, he got stuck with the role of Clan Chief, and what a decaying Bo Division it turned out to be.

"Damn it, those old-timers from Ao Mountain really chose the wrong place; battle intent in the Northern Lands is relentless."

Mentioning this sparked fury in Lord Jishan.

Fools, can’t they see it’s the Xiaoyang Race setting up the Yanran Division?

He wouldn’t believe Yann Wanyun would attack an Ao Mountain Division’s flying ship; there’s absolutely no reason to.

Even if he wanted to seize the Ao Mountain Flying Ship, Yann Wanyun wouldn’t do it so crudely. If the Ao Mountain lost a flying ship, they wouldn’t even know who did it.

The Ao Mountain Grand Elder dashed from Yongyi straight to the Yanran Division, acting as if he dared not strike Xiaoyang and not even Yanran.

Never considering dealing a heavy blow to Yanran, entirely creating an opportunity for Xiaoyang.

This old geezer from Ao Mountain Bo Division was the one he himself ruthlessly drove off, luckily the old man ran fast, or he’d be left without a leg.

He even thought himself a level higher; once engaged, he scrambled, and the Divine Power seemed utterly hollow.

"Old pal, do you reckon that Ao Mountain old guy I beat was just whining, or should we just go hard?"

The Glazed Dragon sneezed.

Lord Jishan wasn’t bothered by the Glazed Dragon’s response, neither was the Yanran Division foolish. They were just caught off guard by the Xiaoyang’s scheme.

First, there was the Ao Mountain Flying Ship heading north, then came the residual spirits from the Human Race of Gufu Mountain, all under control with their gaze turned towards the forest region north of Xiaoyang, which was perfectly reasonable.

After this incident, Lord Jishan became vigilant.

Following the chaos from Ao Mountain’s ’Grand Elder’ forcefully intruding Yanran Division, news of massive battle spread quickly.

And later, when the Golden Crow Kuafu crossed the border, it devastated part of Ji Land.

Luckily, a human elder wielding a halberd bravely faced the Golden Crow Kuafu, driving them toward the Xiaoyang Race Territory.

Resulting in more destruction in the Xiaoyang Race Territory than in Ji Land.

"Someone, call Yuan Zhenzang for me."

"The forest to the north is keenly ignored."

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Returning to the Stone Tower, Yuan Zhenzang meticulously carried out the Clan Leader’s orders.

He arranged for a group to head south to Luo Region, ready to surprise the old figures of the Luo River Bo Division.

Just after arranging it, he heard the Clan Leader calling him back.

A quarter-hour later, Yuan Zhenzang returned from underground, contemplating as he headed back to the Stone Tower.

Clan Leader is indeed the Clan Leader; the northern wild forest was truly overlooked.

Could it be the Kui Ox War Chariot really relates to the north?

Subsequently, Yuan Zhenzang looked at the map behind him; this map not only marked places where war chariots appeared but also densely filled with tribes, ruins markets, mineral deposits, and other places.

The general situation of tribes across various places was in his mind.

None of the tribes appeared as though they had received the residual spirits from Gufu Mountain as Sacrificial Spirits.

When the anomaly occurred at Gufu Mountain earlier, it was not he handling the tribal intel, but clan member Yuan Hongyun, who unfortunately died in a battle recently.

Without hesitation, he began redeploying tasks, sending people across Xiaoyang Race Territory, heading to the northern wilderness.

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East of the Guimu River, in the small mountains.

The hefty Antelope Qilin Beast had grown dragon horns on its head, with its own horn perfectly integrated between the dragon horns.

Its scales and colors have changed, and it has grown a thick tail.

Shen Can rode atop the Antelope Qilin Beast, emerging from the small mountains.

He knew full well the Xiaoyang Race was encircling him, making riding the Bronze War Chariot exceedingly dangerous at this time.

Despite taking down quite a few Xiaoyang, he only gained a little over a thousand Source Stones so far.

More than sixty Witch Medicine plants over a century old, their potency roughly equaling over a thousand Source Stones.

Chirp!

In the sky, a multitude of Cyan Simurghs chirped before flying off in all directions, but three descended.

"Send word to the clan, saying to start hunting Sacrificial Beasts to store. If Tier Three beasts are hard to capture and restrain, capture Tier One and Tier Two ones; the more, the better."

Upon receiving the orders, the clan soldiers on the three Cyan Simurghs soared into the sky, afterward splitting and going north.

Meanwhile, Shen Can also headed out of the mountains, swiftly vanishing at the edge of the wilderness.

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