I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Blocked at the doorstep for so many years, they had long held in a breath of frustration.

The Old Turtle didn’t care about the battle; its goal was to move forward, and the Holy Envoy Race couldn’t stop it.

Chirp!

In mid-air, the Martial Artists of the Holy Envoy Race gathered near Xuan Qii, hoping to receive orders, but Xuan Qii had no idea what to do.

The Grand Array couldn’t take it down, but an Old Turtle carrying a city on its back was truly invincible.

"Follow them!"

...

The Great Witch Priest did not float in the air but landed in an inconspicuous place within the river valley.

He looked at the Grand Array, then at the Old Turtle, feeling extremely conflicted.

Over the years, he had formed a judgment in his heart that the Blazing Flame Division’s success relied solely on Shen Can’s support.

Don’t be fooled by the busy ants inside the Witch Array; they are all minor details. If Shen Can could be eliminated, those ants wouldn’t hold out for long.

All he wanted now was to kill Shen Can.

However, at this point, he could no longer afford to lose and dared not act rashly.

What if this was Shen Can’s plot to lure him out and kill him?

"Great Witch Priest, the longer you hide, the greater the deterrence to them."

Yu Cheng, suspended in the air beside the Great Witch Priest, spoke softly, "This little beast is addicted to blowing people up. We must not fall into his trap!"

Upon hearing this, the Great Witch Priest found it very reasonable.

Who could guarantee that there wasn’t another Beast Pill or Tier Five Witch Artifact on this Old Turtle?

Previously, he had dropped the Female Pearl upon his escape, and it was missing when he returned to look for it.

If there were another explosion and he got caught in it, the Holy Envoy Race would be finished.

An Old Turtle, plus a bunch of ants, for his life would be too high a price to pay.

Moreover, Shen Can has a history of blowing people up, so vigilance is necessary.

Yu Cheng, illusory like a bubble inside the Beast Form, felt a grievance grow like wild grass in his heart as he spoke.

"This little beast is addicted to blowing people up."

...

Within the Blazing Flame Array.

Shen Can quietly watched as the Old Turtle disappeared into the river valley. He originally thought the Great Witch Priest would make a move.

It seems one must endure a beating to truly learn their lesson.

No matter if he doesn’t emerge, from the moment the Old Profound Turtle became a Giant Beast, the Holy Envoy Race’s plan to lock down Blazing Flame was rendered useless.

With a clone secretly following, the Old Profound Turtle no longer feared the Holy Envoy Race’s Great Witch Priest. It was the perfect opportunity to test the secret move the clone had developed over the years through refining the Power of Stars.

Afterward, Shen Can returned to the Ancestral Temple.

...

Thus, in the Great Witch Priest’s hesitation, the Old Profound Turtle stepped out of the Giant Mountain Range, traversing the Ji Land Desert.

Overhead, followed a group of Martial Artists from the Holy Envoy Race. After witnessing the tragic fate of the previous two, these followers dared not act rashly, only hovering high above and casting down Wind Blades.

But at a distance of one or two thousand zhang, the fallen Wind Blades were really no more than a tickle to the Old Turtle.

"If these guys don’t make a move soon, we’ll be at Bi Fang."

...

Luo River.

A fleet of Treasure Ships entered the Luo River from various tributaries, each adorned with the banners of different tribes.

These Treasure Ships were heading either east or west, or south, and none were heading north.

Suddenly, vibrations erupted from the north bank of the Luo River, initially unnoticed. Then, the energy ripple spread through the water.

Waves began to roll from the north bank, surging toward the central channel of the Luo River.

This drew the attention of the busy figures in the area. This was the junction between the Luo River and the Guimu River, naturally forming a Ruins Market due to an existing ferry terminal.

"What’s happening up north? So many birds are fleeing in droves."

Someone noticed a flurry of panic-stricken birds scattering across the sky.

Soon, the ground tremors intensified, with the source of the disturbance clearly approaching the Ruins Market.

In no time, countless Martial Artists in the market became alert, gripping their weapons tightly.

The Seat Beasts in the city also grew restless, some crouching low, burying their heads within their bodies.

"What is that!"

Finally, on the slightly undulating ground north of the Luo River, a massive shadow loomed, its every step resonating with a deep thud.

Its high-held head swept up heavenly winds, and the city on its back gleamed with a metallic sheen under the sun.

"It’s the Profound Turtle! My heavens, I’ve never seen such a huge turtle in my life!"

"The Bi Fang Bo Division’s Tier Four Clan Guardian Beast is only about thirty zhang tall."

As the Old Profound Turtle slowly approached the Ruins Market, one by one the figures paused, forgetting whatever they were doing.

The cold light reflecting off the city illuminated the faces of some, finally bringing them back to their senses.

"Which tribe’s Giant Turtle is this?"

"It’s coming from the north. They say there’s a Human Race settlement north of the Giant Mountain Range. Could it have crossed over from the Giant Mountain?"

"My goodness, this skyward pillar—haven’t I seen it somewhere before? I recall the Bo Division in Ji Land having such sky-facing cannons on their Flying Ships."

"Look, there are Flying Ships docked within the city, too."

...

Under the watchful eyes of many, the Old Turtle stepped onto the Luo River. Some who reacted quickly scrambled to row their boats away, fearing the waves kicked up by the Old Turtle’s step might capsize them.

However, the Old Profound Turtle’s forefeet didn’t touch the water; it stopped three inches above, standing suspended in the air with a sound of stepping on air.

The Old Turtle’s four feet could hover in the air.

Even so, the thunderous impact of its step still stirred great waves, causing torrents to crash upon both banks of the Luo River.

Amidst the astonishment of those in the Ruins Market, the Old Turtle traversed mountains and rivers as if they were flat ground, quickly disappearing from everyone’s sight.