I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

The Divine Treasure Martial Artists from outside who received the decree came to the Blazing Flame Bo Division and stayed in the Divine Treasure Hall constructed during the previous alliance meeting.

This time, even those who were punished and stripped of their positions as alliance elders also received the decree.

The edict from the Ancestral Temple issued by Shen Can was very clear, as long as they were Divine Treasure, they must come.

"Lord Zhenyu, what do you think the meaning of this Ancestral Temple edict is? Could it be that we are to worship the Blazing Flame Ancestral Temple?"

In one of the Divine Treasure Halls, several Lords gathered together.

"Worshiping is not impossible; the Sacrificial Spirits of our Human Race are worthy of anyone’s worship."

Lord Zhenyu was an old man with a bare head full of wrinkles, yet his eyes gave a very bright impression as they rolled around.

"Sacrificial Spirit... Yes, yes, we must worship the Sacrificial Spirit."

They had heard some rumors about the Sacrificial Spirit of the Blazing Flame Bo Division, which was the Divine Treasure of the Yongshan Bo Division who died in battle, not a Sacrificial Spirit formed from their own clansmen after death.

Back then, when the Blazing Flame Bo Division held the alliance meeting, they claimed to have obtained the legacy of Marquis Yongshan.

At this moment, Divine Treasure Martial Artists in each hall were communicating with familiar acquaintances, speculating about the purpose of this Ancestral Temple decree.

Li Wanyang walked out from a palace, surveying the surrounding mountains and fields. As a Ranger Loose Cultivator, he did not expect to receive a decree.

Years ago, he established the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market at the intersection of three lands, with the help of two sworn brothers, achieving a reputation greater than most Bo Divisions.

However, when a Marquis’s legacy fist technique appeared in the city, he wisely placed the fist technique openly, prompting the divisions to convene an alliance meeting to determine the ownership method of the fist technique.

Subsequent problems arose, leading to an attack on the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market, forcing him to leave with his two brothers.

Decades later, upon learning of the destruction of Bo Divisions like Celestial Monster and Ao Mountain, he chose a new location and rebuilt the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market.

"Big brother."

The Second City Lord also came out of the hall. Over the years, the changes in Yongyi were swift and unpredictable, somewhat overwhelming him. He thought he could avoid them as a Ranger, but he found he couldn’t.

"Someone’s coming."

"City Lord Li, City Lord Zhong, you’re here too, wonderful."

A stream of light passed through the mountain and field, arriving at Li Wanyang, who immediately recognized it as a fellow Ranger Divine Treasure.

"City Lord Mo, long time no see."

As City Lord Mo landed, he sighed, "Indeed, long time no see, and I didn’t expect to encounter you here, even City Lord Li is present."

Among the Rangers of Yongyi, if one were to judge who was the strongest, Li Wanyang was certainly the strongest Ranger. In his youth, he had a significant opportunity, which allowed him to advance to the Late-stage Divine Treasure.

Such a level was sufficient to rally the remnants of the Scattered Division and establish a powerful Bo Division.

However, he didn’t gather the dispersed population to establish his own tribe. Instead, he built the Ruins Market City, meeting and sending off many Divine Treasure Martial Artists of Yongyi in the process.

Li Wanyang understood City Lord Mo’s intention to inquire about the Ancestral Temple decree from him.

Don’t say he didn’t know; even if he did, he wouldn’t disclose it.

Years of experience had made him cautious; the Blazing Flame was so powerful that all divisions bowed, let alone him, a mere Ranger.

"It seems City Lord Mo’s cultivation has improved a lot and is likely to advance further."

Since he didn’t wish to speak, he naturally started with praise for cultivation. After all, even if the person’s strength was ordinary, who wouldn’t want to hear good things about themselves?

"City Lord Mo, I brought some good wine. Let’s talk inside over drinks."

The Second City Lord took over the conversation, leading City Lord Mo back into the hall.

Soon, the Ranger Divine Treasures learned of Li Wanyang’s residence and gathered toward him.

Unlike the Divine Treasures of the Bo Divisions, Ranger Divine Treasures’ achievements in cultivation were not just due to their talent but also tied to their bold explorations.

Without the support of a Bo Division, Rangers either ventured into the wild or went to the Ruins Market to acquire resources.

As the creator of the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market in Yongyi, Li Wanyang held numerous exchange conferences, and most Divine Treasure Rangers from various parts of Yongyi had visited the market and interacted with the three brothers.

At this moment, these Rangers gathered at Li Wanyang’s residence.

This left Li Wanyang somewhat troubled, as he had only exchanged a few words with many Divine Treasures, not to the extent of such intimate familiarity.

This is the territory of the Blazing Flame, after all. What are you all coming to me for?

Don’t come here!

Over two thousand Divine Treasures gathered in the Blazing Flame, naturally forming many large and small circles, with familiar individuals discussing cautiously about the Ancestral Temple decree.

Only the Divine Treasure Martial Artists of the Blazing Flame Bo Division returned to their clan land and gathered with familiar friends, recounting their experiences outside.

In the clan land, within a Stone Hall situated atop a mountain.

About a dozen figures surrounded a young man like stars holding the moon, all seated around him.

"Brother Ajiang, congratulations on advancing to Mid-stage Divine Treasure, the first of our Yan Generation to do so."

Everyone raised their wine cups and gestured to the young man.

The young man, Yan Jiang, wore a blue battle robe. His eyes were bright, his posture was upright, and his aura was strong, indicating a solid cultivation.

After drinking a glass of wine, Yan Jiang let them sit down, "Alright, let’s stop flattering me and talk business."

"Brother Ajiang, do you know what the Ancestral Temple Keeper wants us to return for?"

"Indeed, it’s the first time the Ancestral Temple Keeper has issued a decree in the name of the Ancestral Temple."

"I haven’t seen the Ancestral Temple Keeper in many years. My mother said that when I was little, the Ancestral Temple Keeper even pinched me..."