Chapter 527 - 219: Captive_2
Thud, thud!
The sound of crashing was heard as the Golden Sword Three-headed Guardian Beast was also smashed down from the high sky.
Only the Old Profound Turtle landed somewhat gracefully, falling onto a dragon horn.
"Cough, my mistake, this humble turtle is not good at fighting."
The Old Profound Turtle seemed a bit embarrassed and offered an explanation.
Shen Can dragged Xuan Chi out, similarly tearing off his wings and crushing his Divine Treasure.
For some reason, even like this he didn’t turn back into human form.
But this was normal as well, due to species diversity.
"Clean up the battlefield and repair the array!"
Shen Can, carrying the two captives, returned to the Ancestral Temple, which was now on the verge of collapse, supported only by a few wooden beams.
Fortunately, the Divine Tablets and Sacrificial Artifacts in the Ancestral Temple had already been relocated, along with the tombs behind the mountain.
"This isn’t our first meeting, is it?"
Shen Can looked at Xuan Chi, while he directly used his Divine Sense to make Yu Qio faint.
Xuan Chi trembled, looking at Shen Can, with only thoughts of sacrificial revolt against the Celestial Spirit in his mind.
These were four Divine Treasure Peak Realm Hunting Sacrificial Envoys with Tier Five Witch Artifacts at hand, and he still couldn’t understand how a forceful overwhelming advantage had turned into his captivity.
Furthermore, with such strength, why was this person hiding in the barren lands of Yongyi North Border, where such power could easily topple most of the Marquis Divisions of Yongyi.
Yet the scene before him forced him to admit that all the Hunting Sacrificial Envoys, including Yu Bo, were dealt with.
What exactly happened in the darkness?
"Your origins!"
As Xuan Chi shivered with unknown thoughts, Shen Can became impatient and grabbed one of the wings he had torn off, flipping it over and jabbing it back into the ripped opening.
Once disassembled, it had to be reassembled.
Ah!
Xuan Chi cried out miserably. It was true that a Divine Treasure Martial Artist had strong vitality, but even they couldn’t withstand having a wing tip thrust into a wound like this.
"Did I assemble it wrong?"
"Pfft!"
Shen Can pulled it out again and attempted another fitting.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
After several attempts, it must be said that without expertise, it was impossible to reinstall it seamlessly.
"Spirit Shepherd Xuan Chi!"
Twitching on the ground, Xuan Chi spoke with a hoarse voice; his blood flowed out, forming a stream.
Terrifyingly, several shrunk Wild Beasts were licking at the flow ten feet away.
A pair of eyes stared at him intently, much like those eyes that once looked at Shen Can as a sacrificial offering were filled with fervor.
"He... he is Hunting Sacrificial Envoy Yu Qio; the other three are as well."
"We are from the Holy Envoy Race, nurturing Yongyi for the great Holy Spirit, seeking out sacrifices."
After hearing these words, Shen Can understood, realizing why he felt as if those few had almost melted him with their eyes when they first saw him.
"Who is the Holy Spirit?"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Chi began to tremble violently.
At this moment, Shen Can suddenly turned around, grabbing the seemingly fainted Yu Qio’s head, and conveniently grabbing a handful of gravel with the other hand, stuffing it into his mouth.
"Mmm!"
Yu Qio struggled chaotically, but the gravel still got stuffed into his mouth.
"Cough, cough... Xuan Chi, you dare betray the Holy Spirit!"
"Human Race, you cough, cough... are courting death, you and your tribe will be completely, mmm... completely erased from Yongyi!"
"When our Tier Five descends, it will be your demise!"
"Cough, Xuan Chi, you worthless, cough-cough, waste, a dignified Holy Spirit Envoy, degrading yourself beneath a sacrificial offering, even if you die, your Divine Soul will forever suffer the Holy Spirit’s punishment!"
Yu Qio’s words caused Xuan Chi to tremble even more, his eyes filled with endless terror.
"No, no, I haven’t betrayed the Holy Spirit, I only spoke of our origins, I didn’t!"
Seeing the two bickering, Shen Can quietly took a step back, attempting to give them space to continue speaking.
"Wherever you flee, hide throughout Yongyi, or even enter the Eastern Marsh, Western Wilderness, Northern Mountains, you will find no haven, our Tier Five will surely kill you!"
Yu Qio’s gaze turned fierce as he looked at Shen Can.
Shen Can nodded, "Hmm, continue."
Yu Qio paused, Shen Can’s calm demeanor left him somewhat bewildered.
Subsequently, Yu Qio sneered, "The great Holy Spirit’s power knows no bounds, Xuan Chi, are you planning to betray the Holy Spirit?"
Yu Qio began chanting an obscure incantation, but as soon as he started, Shen Can ’popped’ his head with a squeeze, extinguishing the newly formed blue-green light above it.
"Do you also wish to return to the embrace of the Holy Spirit?"
Shen Can looked at Xuan Chi, who was still shaking, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head.
"How many Tier Five are there in your tribe?"
But at that moment, Xuan Chi’s gaze began to solidify anew, and his body ceased to tremble.
"How many Tier Five are there in the tribe!"
Seeing this, Shen Can did not hesitate to use his Divine Sense, blasting into Xuan Chi’s consciousness.
"Two... two!"
"Who are they, and what is their realm?"
The sound, like the mighty clang of bells and drums, made Xuan Chi’s Divine Sense buzz, and the newly cleared gaze once again turned blurry.
"Great Witch Priest, Old Hunting Ceremony..."
Suddenly, Xuan Chi’s words halted abruptly, and his scattered gaze reassembled, with an unnatural fervor appearing in his eyes.
In Shen Can’s perception, there was a change in this person’s consciousness at that moment, suddenly becoming fervently hot.
Soul ignites!
"The great Holy Spirit is the master of Yongan City, the shepherd..."
"Poof!"
Before he could finish, Shen Can disposed of him completely, but his remaining body kept convulsing as if his soul was being burnt, eventually charred clean away.
Despite dying and not finishing his words, the basic information Shen Can wanted was captured from his manifest thoughts.
Two Tier Five.
The Great Witch Priest, who advanced to Tier Five a thousand years ago, becoming the present-day Witch Priest.
The Old Hunting Sacrificial Envoy, who was Tier Five early stage more than a thousand years ago, his lifespan comparable to the Old Profound Turtle, has entered old age now, and whether he advanced to mid-stage, this guy doesn’t know.
"There really are Tier Fives!"
When the first Tier Four Peak came, Shen Can already considered the possibility of Tier Five’s existence.
Now, it’s clear, hitting home completely.
There truly are, damn it, two Tier Five.
The Holy Envoy Tribe, worshipping the Holy Spirit, what kind of deity is this Holy Spirit?
Through communication, it can be confirmed, Yongyi seems to be nurtured by this so-called Holy Spirit.
Shen Can realized that this so-called Holy Envoy Tribe isn’t that strong, only two Tier Fives.
Back in Lord Yongshan’s Marquise era, the Marquis could easily crush this so-called Holy Spirit Race.
But thinking again, today is different from the past, who knew what scenes were eight thousand years ago.
The current issue is, what should be done next.
Twice eliminating five Divine Treasure Peak and one Late-stage Divine Treasure from the Holy Envoy Tribe.
Honestly, if not for the semblance limitation of the Witch Array, Candle Dragon controlling darkness and daylight, this fight could have seen him fleeing.
The few captured memories indicate preparation for a sacrifice in his tribe.
Originally, he was a superior sacrifice, now it’s set, not just a superior sacrifice, it’s irrevocably hostile now.
Thinking over and over, there’s truly no way to run, going to Dai Land, these flying guys are faster crossing the Giant Mountain.
Shen Can felt a bit heavy.
The next arrival should be a true Tier Five.
Though the Great Beast Pill buried beneath the Witch Array is originally for dealing with Tier Five, Tier Fives aren’t easily dealt with, they can fly.
In an undying battle, a single fallback is likely inadequate.
He took out the Witch Tower he seized earlier; the small tower has three layers, each adorned with mountain and river patterns.
Divine Sense covered the Witch Tower, the internal runes like stars, outlining layers of Spirit Ban overlapping like the Third Layer.
The base of the Witch Tower bears ’Heaven-Encompassing’.
"Good stuff."
Withdrawing his Divine Sense, Shen Can couldn’t restrain the joy in his smile, feeling fortune finally coming his way.
Not only a Witch Artifact, this Heaven-Encompassing is a formation tool, containing the Third Layer Luotian Realm.
The previously used Juan Mountain Tripod Cauldron for suppressing the Witch Array was a pure Witch Weapon, but this Tier Five Celestial Tower is different, crafted with formation usage in mind.
"Acan, all taken care of."
Huo Shan emerged from beneath the Grand Array, the energy shock from the battle between Divine Treasure Peak Martial Artists could be felt through the Array Base, still exerting immense pressure on him.
But there’s no choice, if he doesn’t step up, no one can.
Including the two guys just killed, there are five piles of bones, blood masses, seven Tier Four Witch Artifacts.
Looking at the five pieces of Tier Four High-Grade, and two Tier Four Middle-Grade Witch Artifacts laid out before him, Shen Can finally understood why Yongyi hasn’t produced famous Divine Weapons.
As the pinnacle of Yongyi, the mysterious Holy Envoy Tribe is indeed the real vampires.