I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

The crowd stood in formation, with the front rows consisting of Quasi-Divine Treasure Realm individuals, a total of one hundred and sixty-three people, and behind them were those at Celestial Vein Ninth Layer, the quantity...

"Greetings Execution Elder!"

"Reporting to Execution Elder, the Celestial Eye Mountain Camp has a total of five hundred and ninety-seven Martial Artists at Town Guard Level and thirteen thousand nine hundred and thirty-six Martial Artists at Commander Level."

"Currently, there are two hundred and thirty-three Town Guard Level Martial Artists and six thousand two hundred and forty-seven Commander Level Martial Artists present."

Lord Changhuan and a few other Lords scanned over the crowd and spotted their own clan members among the formation.

Town Guard and Commander Level Martial Artists, adding up to about two hundred and thirty people, were tightly surrounded by Martial Artists from the Blazing Flame Bo Division.

"Those Town Guard and Commander Level Martial Artists not at Garrison City have already formed teams and entered Huantou Race’s clan land to investigate."

The speaker was Yan Song, a Divine Treasure Martial Artist from the Blazing Flame Bo Division.

The Celestial Eye Mountain Camp’s two million Clan Soldiers were not enough to share among the clan’s Martial Artists, so a large portion of them rushed into the waters.

Even so, within the entire Celestial Eye Mountain Camp, there were only about two hundred Town Guard Level Martial Artists granted command rights, along with two thousand Commander Level Martial Artists.

Among them, thirteen Town Guards and over two hundred twenty Commanders were from other Bo Divisions.

Many among them disliked leading troops, but more simply lacked any War Soldiers to lead.

A respectable Celestial Vein Ninth Layer can’t exactly grab the position of a Myriarch; the clan members at Celestial Vein Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Layers are still counting on these positions to earn battle merits and exchange resources to advance to Celestial Vein Ninth Layer!

Lord Changhuan slowly withdrew his gaze, not knowing how to proceed with such affluent warfare.

"Lord Ji, what do you think about how this war should be fought?"

Lord Jishan hesitated for a moment and said, "Why not go for the big one?"

With such a formation, we could directly charge into Huantou Race, heading straight for Profound Pool Abyss.

...

Huantou Waters.

A relic of a Human Race Tribe drowned in wetlands for unknown years, the giant stones used to construct homes had turned black, with snail shells attached all over them.

Yan Jin stood atop a stone house with a Great Halberd on his back, holding a Beast Hide Scroll map.

The location under his feet was marked on the map.

The map originated from the Four Divisions of Changhuan, but unfortunately, the precise map could only cover shallow water areas; deeper in, the map was less accurate.

Meaning, past this location into the depths, the map becomes imprecise.

"Boss, only a few small branches of Huantou Race are around, with the strongest not even reaching Celestial Vein Sixth Layer."

A figure leapt out of the water, appearing before Yan Jin with an aura of Celestial Vein Ninth Layer.

"Gather everyone, we shall proceed."

Yan Jin called out, previously, he had sought to compete for a Commander position before coming to the Southern Border.

However, upon arriving in the Southern Border, he discovered the situation was not as imagined in the clan.

The combat strength at Quasi-Divine Treasure Level was in fact enough to serve as Divine Treasure Town Guard.

Yet in the Southern Border, the gathered Clan Soldiers were all in Mountain Opening stage, with few at Low-Tier Celestial Vein; apart from the more elite War Soldiers gathered by the Four Divisions of Changhuan, other Bo Divisions were simply scraping together numbers.

These Bo Divisions directly conscripted Clan Soldiers from Vassal Tribes to make up numbers, with some people’s self-provided weapons being woefully outdated, no longer used by Blazing Flame decades ago.

Realizing reality differed from his imagination, Yan Jin promptly abandoned aspirations of becoming a Town Guard; after all, there weren’t enough "War Soldiers" in the Celestial Gate to go around, so he directly led a portion of clan brothers into Huantou Race’s waters.

Many clan members held similar intentions; fortunately, the waters were vast, enough for everyone to engage separately.

Soon, over forty figures gathered from all directions.

The sound of rushing water echoed, as a submarine turtle shell ship emerged from deep water region afar.

The turtle shell ship was only seven zhang large, and upon opening, a figure clad in a witch’s robe jumped out.

"Brothers, set sail, I feel if we don’t act now, we won’t even get a sip of hot soup."

The black witch robe appeared somewhat comical on Gu Zhen’s body; obviously a wizard, yet he bore a sword on his back.

"Let’s hurry, there are only a few big Huantou Race tribes in nearby waters; if we don’t go now, we’ll really miss out."

Gu Zhen hopped around energetically on the submarine ship, urging everyone aboard with impatience in his Witch Sword.

Yan Jin glanced at the sky, retrieving the first-generation Communication Witch Artifact Big Black Stone from his Witch Pouch.

"Sister Ye, how about a big score?"

Soon, a response came from within Big Black Stone.

"Where’s the big score, these beasts act too fast, not yielding us any opportunity."

Then, Yan Jin continued to communicate: "Nearby waters aren’t enough; let’s go deeper inside. What do you think of Huantou Race’s Celestial Leaf Island? Heard it has mines."

Meanwhile, in another water region thousands of miles away, Yan Ye looked at the ravaged Huantou Race clan land before her, one leg crossing on a rock, exchanging with Yan Jin while bearing Big Black Stone.

"Celestial Leaf Island, this name... it’s destined for me, that’s the spot."

"Let’s summon more kin; Celestial Leaf Island is a mineral vein, might even have Mid-stage, possibly Late-stage Divine Treasure Martial Artists."

"Whether that’s true, we’ll find out by trying!"

"Done!"

After breaking contact with Yan Jin, Yan Ye also separately pulled out three Big Black Stones from her Witch Pouch.

After some communication, she too called everyone.

Soon, from all directions, more than sixty spirited female Martial Artists gathered.

"Big sister."

"Big sister, where to next?"

Yan Ye hoisted her Witch Artifact Hammer onto her shoulder, "Since there’s nothing good left nearby, let’s head deeper inside."