I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself Chapter 441 - 188: Muo Xiao the Homeless Dog: I Don’t Unders

"Don’t kill it, capture it."

Just as the Cyan Simurgh was preparing for a perfect dive to make a al with hand-grabbed at, Shen Can’s voice echoed.

The Dragon Horned Wilderness Beast looked embarrassed, restraining the surging Dragon Qi on its body, while the thunder emanating from the Four-Colored Deer’s antlers gradually disappeared.

...

Such commotion, the Yanran Tribe naturally heard it.

Four Elders stood at the high point of the tribe, gazing far towards the east. Besides them, many in the tribe also watched.

Not long after, Yann Wanyun erged from the dark room, collecting his blood energy, looking pale and staggering.

"Clan Leader, are you okay?"

The Great Elder quickly approached Yann Wanyun.

"Tonight, no tribesn should leave. Act as if you know nothing about what’s happening outside."

...

Outside the Yanran Tribe, in a small mountain.

Muo Xiao, looking like a dead dog, was bitten by the mouth of the Dragon Horned Wilderness Beast and thrown to the ground.

Four Wild Beasts emitted intense Evil Qi, surrounding it in the middle.

Muo Xiao looked here and there, feeling sowhat unreal.

What have I done to deserve being besieged by four Tier Four Wild Beasts?

It was evident that these four beasts weren’t cooperating well, probably due to unfamiliarity.

Otherwise, four against one, it would have been subdued a long ti ago.

"We et again."

With the sound rising, Muo Xiao lifted its three heads to look at the figure appearing under the night sky.

"It’s you!"

"This is impossible!"

Seeing Shen Can appear, Muo Xiao’s shock turned into fear.

"This this this..."

"Impossible, impossible, you you..."

Even though the Tri-Headed Race’s body was just an avatar, the fear in its eyes was vivid as ever.

It clearly showed Muo Xiao’s control over this body.

Mumbling to itself, it was confused about why this was happening, how this Human Race could be so lucky.

In just a few years, Shen Can has acquired four Tier Four Wild Beasts, not needing to act personally, already suppressing it.

Shen Can didn’t care about Muo Xiao’s despair, grabbing Muo Xiao and jumping onto the Cyan Simurgh’s body.

Next, the Four-Colored Deer and three War Beasts also shrank a bit, landing on the Cyan Simurgh’s back.

The Cyan Simurgh spread its wings and flew towards the northeast mountains of Ji Land.

On the Cyan Simurgh’s back, Shen Can’s powerful Divine Sense, like a stream, crashed towards Muo Xiao.

"Ah!"

Muo Xiao, struck by the Divine Sense, let out a miserable scream.

"You want to fight for control over this body?"

"Dream on."

Muo Xiao quickly realized Shen Can’s intention.

"Human Race, go die!"

In an instant, Muo Xiao gathered all its blood energy, intending to detonate the veins of the Tri-Headed Race’s body, completely destroying this flesh and also blasting Shen Can.

Last ti on the battlefield, it had noticed Shen Can’s extraordinariness and wanted to curse him to death.

Unexpectedly, it failed.

This ti, Shen Can made Muo Xiao’s spirit tremble even more.

This Human Race must die, otherwise, it would not be at ease.

With Muo Xiao roaring, apart from the blood-red runes lighting up on the Tri-Headed Race’s body, the blood energy just thundered once.

Then, nothing happened.

Shen Can’s Divine Sense enveloped every vein inside, quickly controlling the position changes of each joint, then seized control from Muo Xiao.

Feeling the declining control over the Tri-Headed Martial Artist’s body, Muo Xiao panicked more.

This was its avatar, not Shen Can’s, how could it be turned around?

It hurriedly tried to regain control over the tri-headed avatar, but suddenly felt a headache.

"Where are you hiding!"

In Muo Xiao’s astonishnt, a Divine Sense exploded, like a resounding bell, in its perception.

A strong roar sounded, shaking Muo Xiao’s Divine Sense like ripples, its entire perception becoming dizzy.

"Inkcloud..."

Muo Xiao spoke in a daze, then suddenly regained composure, imdiately stopping its words.

But it was already too late.

At that mont, Shen Can’s powerful Divine Sense had captured its flickering Divine Sense.

"So there really is a secret place."

Shen Can smiled, thinking back when Muo Xiao quickly escaped with its tribesn and hid so thoroughly; he suspected there was a secret place in Xiaoyang.

Otherwise, over thousands of years, Xiaoyang couldn’t have risen again and again, even if so Human Race let it happen. A tribe without heritage couldn’t rise.

Years ago, Xiaoyang nearly perished, but doesn’t an it didn’t leave a legacy.

This legacy, most likely resides within Muo Xiao.

"Human Race, you despicable!"

Muo Xiao’s six eyes stared fiercely at Shen Can, a glow of blood light appeared, but unfortunately, it couldn’t fully control this body now, unable to unleash pupil technique attacks.

...

Northeast Mountains of Ji Land.

Secret place of Xiaoyang.

In the dim hall, Muo Xiao jumped up from the Jade Couch, panic showing on its face, fur standing on end.

It had every reason to panic.

"It’s him!"

Muo Xiao exclaid in shock.

This Human Race seed to be its nesis, constantly ruining its plans.

Muo Xiao didn’t understand.

Previously, its sches were thwarted by the Human Race, which could be attributed to the Human Race’s superior skills.

But this was the Tri-Headed Race corpse left by its ancestors, which had been in Yongyi for countless years.

Possibly the only Tri-Headed Race corpse in all of Yongyi, many haven’t even heard of it.

Such a rare item, how could Shen Can vie for control over it?

It didn’t understand.

Muo Xiao paced in the hall, the recent panic making it lose coherent thoughts.

After a long while, it cald down, beginning to reassemble its thoughts.

Four Tier Four Wild Beasts, and a mysterious technique to seize avatars.

Through the feedback perception of the avatar, the Human Race’s Ancestral Temple Keeper was exceedingly familiar with the veins within the Tri-Headed Race.