Chapter 515 - 214: Sacrifice_4
Shen Can glanced at Huo Shan, "How’s the Cyan Simurgh?"
"Its muscles and bones are mostly shattered, almost died in battle."
The aura on Huo Shan surged, the energy from the clash made the mountain range where the Ancestral Temple was located tremble. To protect the energy core of the Witch Array, he could only withstand the transmitted energy aftermath firmly.
In essence, it’s still an issue with the Witch Array; it hadn’t gone through real combat, improvements are needed later.
"Do any of the elders recognize this bird-human?"
Shen Can looked toward the Sacrificial Spirit Dragon.
"Never seen it."
Looking at the tragic sight of the Ancestral Temple mountain, the Sacrificial Spirit Divine Senses touched briefly before quickly separating.
"Deploy people to rework the Array; the range needs to increase, the power is too weak, and the basic Witchcraft Witch Rune quantity needs to increase tenfold."
The sudden confrontation left Shen Can a bit bewildered, this guy hadn’t said more than a couple of words the entire time.
With palm wind moves, and at the Peak of Divine Treasure, such strength, not many Bo Divisions in the entire Yongyi could withstand.
If not trapped, Shen Can felt he couldn’t catch up, only being constantly harassed, then in rage, seized by the chance to deliver a vicious attack.
So fast, and at the high altitude sky, the small sensing Witch Artifact placed in the wild mountains couldn’t capture him.
Luckily, there is the Array.
Although the Array’s attack power isn’t strong, it can restrain this guy’s speed.
Afterward, Shen Can took out the Treasure Medicine Pill from the Witch Pouch, handing one to Huo Shan and swallowing one himself.
After swallowing the Treasure Medicine Pill, Huo Shan quickly went to organize the aftermath.
Although few were left in the clan, they also suffered impacts in the clash, with significant losses, the entire clan land areas were churned into ravines and valleys by energy.
...
A month later.
New clan lands of Yanran.
Yann Wanyun, who was preparing to learn the local dialect of the Yu Region with his wife that evening, suddenly felt his mind jump violently.
He hurriedly pulled his wife and rushed out of the main hall; subsequently, the entire clan land was bathed in celestial light from above.
Grabbing his wife and rushing out, Yann Wanyun suddenly felt a severe pain in his head.
His wife in his arms also groaned, then blood poured out from her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, her vitality instantly extinguished.
In a flash, Yann Wanyun was terrified beyond measure, having endured Xiaoyang’s torment for over a hundred years, his alertness was incredibly sharp, and he immediately sensed the crisis descending.
His body jerked to the side, feeling lightning-like whistling strike past his ear.
Yet his head ached tremendously, and after a brief reaction, he was still hit by a claw.
...
Amidst the vast wild mountains, under the glittering stars, a bird-human soared through the sky, flying very high, surrounded by flashing cyan light Witch Runes.
In the claws beneath his belly, he grasps Yann Wanyun, currently unconscious, covered in claw marks.
During the bird’s flight, it didn’t notice that the unconscious Yann Wanyun was waking up in its claws.
Yann Wanyun dared not open his eyes, even his body dared not move.
He was somewhat unable to react to becoming a prisoner after the tribe was attacked.
In his Divine Sense perception, he was captured in the bird’s claws.
Where this was heading was unknown.
Sensing his body, Yann Wanyun detected a sealing presence just over his Divine Treasure location where his back met the bird’s claws.
Though this seal locked his Divine Treasure blood energy, others might resign to it, but he felt somewhat differently.
Buzz!
Instantly, three Dharma Forms appeared over Yann Wanyun’s back, the three that were previously fused in his inner network.
Now, these pathways became new routes for blood energy circulation after the Celestial Vein was sealed.
Boom!
The violent energy surged from the bird’s claws straight into the bird-human belly.
Under the night sky, a burst of blood light exploded, eliciting screams from the flying bird-human.
The blood light tore through the bird’s claws and ripped apart the bird-human’s lower abdomen flesh, splattering blood into a thick mist.
The surging energy equally repelled Yann Wanyun’s body, yet he seized the opportunity to fall from the exploding bird’s claws.