I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself Chapter 407 - 176: I Come from Yongyi!

On the way to Star Mountain, Shen Can trekked across mountains and rivers, the situation he encountered was even worse than what he had learned from the Earth Ant Spirit Monster.

The land was full of a bloody stench, traces of the Earth Ants could be seen everywhere.

To erase the traces of the Human Race, these Earth Ants really used all kinds of thods.

He deliberately took a detour and went to look at an old site of a Bo Division nearby.

Human Race tribes mostly settled in places with convenient mountains and rivers, so the Bo Division lands were even more suitable for reproduction and survival.

But upon arrival, what he saw was a stretch of marshland spanning thousands of miles, fetid water trickling, and the air filled with an unpleasant odor.

A place that originally could produce a large amount of food was thus completely destroyed.

The small settlents he passed along the way, the largest did not even have two thousand people, not even qualifying as a lower-class tribe.

The Martial Dao legacy was limited to the level of enhancing strength, the Celestial Vein Technique was absent, and the Quenching Technique was crude, inferior even to the Blazing Fla of old tis.

This resulted in the strongest group in the settlent being only at the Mountain Opening Realm.

The large tribes were dispersed, Martial Dao legacies destroyed, and lands suitable for reproduction and survival were devastated, truly cutting off the foundation for the Human Race’s resurgence.

Previously, Elder Great Halberd said that in the Great Wilderness there were strong tribes that kept the Human Race and even let them practice martial arts, using strong Human Race martial artists as human dicine.

The Earth Ant Race was now still at the lowest level of keeping the Human Race, doing all they could to obliterate the Human Race’s legacy.

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Star Mountain.

This was a place shrouded in dark clouds, marshlands all around, surrounded by mountains.

Back then, this place was also a land of the Human Race Bo Division, known as Zhuoyang Bo Division.

Later, the Zhuoyang Bo Division was annihilated, and the land was entirely turned into a wicked land by the Earth Ants.

Due to the harsh environnt, the Human Race within Star Mountain barely managed to preserve their legacy.

In the rumors circulating in nearby settlents, it was said that there was a strong Martial Dao legacy within Star Mountain, where generations of Human Race strongn battled against Earth Ants and Spirit Monsters.

When Shen Can arrived at Star Mountain, he also saw many people heading towards the mountain.

Most of them held wooden bows, carrying a wooden spear, few had knives, wading through the muddy water headed towards the mountain.

But the environnt in the mountain was not easy to enter, the marsh around was filled with rotting skeletons, the grim sight scared many.

But most people gritted their teeth and continued moving forward.

Sotis lizard-like Wild Beasts would leap out from the muddy water, charging at these people.

In a panic, if one wasn’t careful, they would fall into the swamp, and then be dragged away by the Wild Beast lurking in the muddy water.

Though so who were close didn’t know each other, they would still help, but their strength was too weak to fend off the Wild Beasts hidden in the swamp.

After traveling less than a hundred miles, so were so frightened they stopped, their hearts wavering.

"The swamp land, Blood Bone Mountain. If we can’t even cross the swamp land, how are we to pass Blood Bone Mountain, how are we to gain the legacy?"

Zaoshan tightly gripped his big bow, shouted loudly, startling nearby figures to a spirited mood.

If they feared such difficulties, how could they face the Earth Ants in the future?

"Let’s go together!"

A few people quickly gathered, using dead wood as a cushion to slide through the mud, holding each other’s hands to avoid sinking.

...

To enter Star Mountain, one must pass several trials to qualify as a person of the mountain.

These trials, in Shen Can’s view, were naturally nothing, but for Martial Artists at the Mountain Opening Realm, they could spell life-and-death crises with each step.

The swamp was over two hundred miles deep, past it was a small hilly area shrouded in dark clouds.

Between the rocks, countless skeletons of adults and children piled up, too many to count.

Black fluid flowed from the skeletons, gathering in the mountains, even the growing vegetation turned blood-red.

In the cracks of so mountains, black-blood-soaked stones could be seen, so ancient trees long dead, bark cracked, rattling dryly in the wind.

Beyond Blood Bone Mountain, within a tree hollow on a cliff wall, a Martial Artist dressed in tattered animal hide supported on a rusted old spear, quietly stared ahead in a daze.

Behind Blood Bone Mountain was also a stretch of undulating hills, shrouded in layers of black mist.

In concealed corners within the mountains, so structures hidden in the terrain could be seen, but there were few traces of the Human Race.

The whole environnt gave off an oppressive and withered feeling.

...

In a remote and inconspicuous mountain’s belly, the flickering beast oil lamp dispelled the darkness.

Nurous Divine Tablets, along with broken and shattered weapons, even blood-stained animal robes, were worshiped together.

A hunched figure wiped the glowing stone platform, movents staggered, and slightly trembling.

"Who!"

After wiping the stone platform, the hunchback didn’t pay much attention, but suddenly felt a shadow behind him.

He thought it was an illusion, but saw a young figure standing quietly in the open space before the stone platform, staring at the Divine Tablet and offerings.

"Clatter!"

The elder trembled, grabbing a long knife.

"Who are you, why have I not seen you in the mountain?"

The elder, who had been trembling, suddenly stopped, standing straighter instead.

He pointed the knife at Shen Can from afar.

"Elder Witch Priest, if this lord wanted to act, you wouldn’t even have the chance to draw your knife."

At this mont, a response ca from the long cave, footsteps approaching from outside, the newcor a burly man, wearing a beast-hide vest, his exposed skin bronze-colored.