I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Yongyi.

Ao Mountain.

The ruins on the earth were dazzling, and the figures coming and going looked at the earth’s cracks, with undisguisable shock in their eyes.

Tier Five.

It must be Tier Five that acted!

High above the Ao Mountain clan land, two suns collided, visible even from hundreds of miles away.

For those not nearby, upon seeing such a sight, they would only exercise their skill, racking their brains with their limited vocabulary, to describe the scene they witnessed.

Various rumors would fly all over in an extremely short time.

With the rumors combined with the Ao Mountain ruins, the spreading of news grew more intense, with plenty of people spreading messages of different versions of the rumors.

"If you take action, you must pay the price."

"The Upper Division struck with thunderous might; Ao Mountain has been arrogant for so many years and is finally suppressed by the Upper Division."

"Indeed, Ao Mountain collected tributes from my division, and has already received those due ten years ahead, plus the Elder’s birthday, Beast Ancestor’s birthday, tributes must be given several times a year."

"Don’t mention it, it’s all tears, Ao Mountain’s turtle Beast Ancestor, for thousands of years, celebrating birthdays every year, it’s simply bloodthirsty."

...

Outside the giant pit, the tribal martial artists from the vassal tribes under Ao Mountain Bo Division were continually discussing as they looked at the ruins.

To guard the Grand Array, Ao Mountain Bo Division had relentlessly exploited the subordinate vassal tribes over the past five years, concocting endless reasons for tributes, practically squeezing them to death.

In the eyes of Lord Ao Mountain, if they could block the Blazing Flame, Ao Mountain would still be Ao Mountain, and every vassal tribe would still bow their heads in submission.

If they couldn’t block the Blazing Flame, then it meant collecting too little.

These tribes under Ao Mountain Bo Division appearing here still carried some semblance of reverence and fear, naturally waiting for the Blazing Flame’s arrangements.

Rebel?

Look at Ao Mountain’s giant crater, better forget it.

Not even mentioning Horse Slave, the word ’horse’ itself wasn’t uttered by anyone.

All were criticizing Ao Mountain, loudly discussing how despicable Ao Mountain was, and that it deserved destruction.

Old Profound Turtle lay next to Ao Mountain’s giant crater, snoring, surrounded by a mountain-like pile of meat, grain, and witch medicine.

These were tributes brought over by Ao Mountain’s vassal tribes to honor the Turtle Ancestor.

Below a great tripod cauldron, the fire blazed vigorously, and inside, the meat soup bubbled.

"Turtle Ancestor, taste our tribe’s special dragon liver and phoenix marrow."

"Binglin Division, don’t go on and on, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, isn’t it just snake stew with pheasant, Turtle Ancestor taste our tribe’s Hundred Beasts Soup, this is a delicious stew made with a hundred kinds of wild beast meat."

When Old Profound Turtle awoke, the figures cooking meat below suddenly sprang up as if electrocuted, shouting.

"Turtle Ancestor, try ours first."

Apart from feeding the Turtle Ancestor, outside the Ao Mountain ruins, a high platform was nearing completion.

This was in preparation for the upcoming alliance.

...

On Turtle City, Yann Wanyun looked at the clusters of figures below; coming southward, he finally understood that Yongyi’s people were essentially no different.

Previously captured as a sacrifice by the Holy Envoy Race, after narrowly escaping, he sought refuge with the Blazing Flame to heal, harboring deep resentment against the Holy Envoy Race and resolutely seeking revenge, even at the cost of his own life.

However, when confronting the Holy Envoy Race, under the protection of the Blazing Flame Array, although he employed a life-risking fighting method, the Holy Envoy Race never found an opportunity to handle him, allowing him to survive.

It might have been during his recovery at the Blazing Flame that he witnessed everything, gradually extinguishing his belief in rebuilding the tribe.

He realized that even if he rebuilt the tribe, its development wouldn’t surpass that of the Blazing Flame.

Comparatively, the tens of thousands of remaining clan members found better development within the Blazing Flame Tribe, whether in cultivation or life.

However, as for the future, as the clan leader, he still needed to think carefully.

In Turtle City Stone Tower.

Huo Shan slowly opened his eyes; after Old Turtle was sent flying by an energy impact, he too suffered heavy shock-induced injuries.

Thus, during this period, he stayed in Ao Mountain clan land for rest.

Unexpectedly, the vassal tribes under Ao Mountain heard the commotion and found their way here.

Initially, they were cautious, only a few coming; as time went on, more tribes followed the commotion here.

At this moment, he suddenly realized.

After annihilating Bi Fang, Ao Mountain, and others, aside from occupying the clan land, these vassal tribes required handling.

Huo Shan thought overnight and came up with a solution.

The solution was ready-made: imitating the northern Guardian City precedent of Ji Land, incorporating these vassal tribes into Blazing Flame’s power.

Implementing uniform text and cultivation methods, incorporating these people into the Blazing Flame system.

As a result, Huo Shan instructed his clansmen to send orders to Ao Mountain’s vassal tribes to come to the Ao Mountain ruins to obey commands.

This was why so many people gathered outside Turtle City.

Originally, Ao Mountain had forty-nine Upper-class Tribes under its command and thirteen tribes with the ’Bo Division’ title; now only two tribes still retained the ’Bo Division’ status.

Yongyi’s heartland wasn’t Ji Land, possessing vast territory.

The rise of a single Bo Division in Yongyi was not easy; even with Divine Treasure Martial Artists, under a powerful Bo Division like Ao Mountain, they still had to bow their heads.

Otherwise, it was easy to revert back to being an Upper-class Tribe.

These two tribes still retaining ’Bo Division’ status were Qianyu and Xiang Mountain; however, the Divine Treasure Martial Artists of both tribes were at the early stage, all elderly and frail.

As for the second-generation Divine Treasure Martial Artists, neither have been cultivated nor dared to be cultivated.

Huo Yang piloted the flying ship from the ground into Turtle City, quickly entering the metal tower within.