When the first beam of sunlight shone on the Gold Black Mountain, the Fire Crow Clan's clansmen had already climbed to the Ancestral Temple, which was located on the mountainside.
The sun was shining brightly. Gigantic Fire Crows were hovering in the air, cawing. A few old, old Fire Crows, whose feathers had all fallen off, and only had dried skin and flesh left, lazily poked their heads out of their huge nests, looking down at the Fire Crow clansmen, who were standing on the mountainside. They were cawing as well.
Ji Hao and a group of children were standing on the flat ground outside the Ancestral Temple.
The Ancestral Temple of the Fire Crow Clan was built on the mountainside of the Gold Black Mountain, under a thousand-zhang tall cliff. There was a square-shaped entrance to the temple. After walking through a hundreds of zhang long path, one would arrive at the resting place of the Fire Crow Clan's most sacred ancestors.
Groups of Fire Crow Clan's clansmen walked up and stood orderly on the square outside the Ancestral Temple.
Everyone had a serious look on their faces; their eyes were filled with indescribable awe and fanaticism. Many Maguspriests and elders were holding huge jade trays in their hands, which were carved from the highest quality jade, filled with gold, jade and other kinds of precious offerings.
Ji Hao glanced at the offerings held in the hands of these Maguspriests and elders, and found that many of them were so precious that Ji Hao had never even heard of them before, not to mention seeing them. All of these things were shining brightly, releasing strong vibrations of power, which had even caused all kinds of strange phenomena. Apparently, they were all rare treasures.
When the sun rose from the mountaintop in the east, Ji Kui, the Master Maguspriest of the Fire Crow Clan, slowly walked out of the crowd. Countless Fire Crow Clan's clansmen, who were standing on the platform, burst into cheers.
Ji Kui, who was wearing a flood dragon's skin, a helmet made from a flood dragon's skull, and a necklace made from hundreds of sharp beast teeth, walked to the entrance of the Ancestral Temple with a blood-red jade dagger in his hand, and waved his hand towards the crowd.
Maguspriests from over a thousand clans of the Fire Crow Clan, who had brought their clansmen to participate in the ceremony of worshipping their ancestors, walked out one after another, lined up neatly behind Ji Kui, kneeled down towards the entrance of the dark ancestral temple, and started incanting an ancient spell.
An ancient and cold power vibration began spreading in the air. Ji Hao quivered and subconsciously glanced around. This feeling was as if there were a few ice-cold ghosts clinging to his body. His body and soul were ice-cold.
Screams and howls suddenly came. Led by Ji Xia, thousands of tall and sturdy warriors dashed out of the crowd, grabbing thousands of slaves who had been struggling and roaring ceaselessly. These slaves were all skin and bones, and their bodies were covered with scars from being whipped. Their turbid eyes were filled with fear and despair.
"Fire Crow Clan bastards, we, the Black Water Serpent Clan, will never let you go!"
"Ah, my father is an elder, my father is an elder of the Black Water Serpent Clan!"
"Great ancestors, please take away my soul now. Don't let my soul be devoured by the evil spirits of the alien races!"
A group of slaves roared in anger and struggled, but their bodies were tied up by ropes made of animal tendons. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the control of Ji Xia and the others. Soon, a slave, who was shouting that his father was an elder of the Black Water Serpent Clan, was pressed down on the ground in front of Ji Kui.
"The son of an elder of the Black Water Serpent Clan? Our ancestors will be happy to take your souls! " Ji Kui smiled coldly, and pressed his scrawny hand on the body of the slave, who was a head taller than himself. The slave let out a howl, and his body softened. Ji Kui's blood-red jade dagger had sunk deeply into his heart. A few mysterious spell symbols were sparkling on the dagger, and a stream of heat was continuously released from the dagger.
The slave's body twitched intensely, and soon, his tall and sturdy body withered and collapsed. Within a blink of an eye, all of the power contained in his body had been absorbed by the dagger, and his tall and sturdy body had turned into a puff of ash and dissipated in the air.
The slaves who had been escorted up the mountain witnessed this horrible scene, and started yelling even louder; some of them were even crying out of fear.
Ji Kui coldly and mercilessly killed the slaves one after another, and absorbed the blood of thousands of slaves. The blood-red jade dagger held in his hand had become so red that it looked like blood was about to drip out of it. The mysterious spell symbols on the dagger's edge had become more and more dazzling, and the heat waves had made the Fire Crow Clan's people, who were standing on the mountainside, sweat profusely.
The faces of the Maguspriests, who were kneeling on the ground, were all glowing, and their incantations were getting louder and louder.
Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind blew out from the entrance of the Ancestral Temple. The gust of wind swirled around the feet of each of the Fire Crow Clan's people.
Ji Hao clenched his fists and looked at Ji Kui.
This was only a small ceremony that was held once every ten years, and the number of slaves killed was less than ten thousand. If it was the legendary ceremony that was held once every hundred years, the Fire Crow Clan would have to kill over a hundred thousand slaves at one time.
However, after killing thousands of slaves, the blood-red jade dagger had become extremely magical; it was like a blood-red sun, floating in front of Ji Kui, constantly emitting a terrifyingly high temperature. The light emitted by the dagger was slowly shrinking, like a beating heart, which made people feel that the blood-red light was filled with a strong and rich life-force.
Ji Hao was very clear about the process of the Fire Crow Clan's ancestor's worship ceremony. The slaves would be slaughtered in front of the Ancestral Temple, and all of their spirit blood and souls would be absorbed, along with a large amount of rare treasures, and would be offered to the altar.
The mysterious existence in the Ancestral Temple might be the Fire Crow Clan's ancestor's soul, or some other unknown creature, which would devour the spirit blood and soul of the blood-red jade dagger, and the other rare treasures in the other offerings, and would finally give some gifts to the one who offered the sacrifice.
This kind of gift was random, and depended on the will of the ancestor's soul.
In the history of the Fire Crow Clan, there was a child who was just born. Because of the appreciation of the ancestor's soul, all the gifts of the ancestor's worship ceremony fell on that child, and directly awakened over a hundred Magus Acupoints, and attained the power of a Senior Magus. That child grew up and became the last Divine Magus of the Fire Crow Clan.
Holding the blood-red jade dagger, Ji Kui was about to turn around and walk into the Ancestral Temple, when Ji Shu walked out from among his clansmen.
"Master Maguspriest, as a descendant of the ancestor's soul, I, Ji Shu, have something to say in front of the ancestor's soul."
Ji Kui's wrinkled face twitched, he looked at Ji Shu coldly and said in a deep voice: "According to the rules of the ancestor's soul, during the worship ceremony, any clansman can say anything they want. But Ji Shu, if what you said is not important, you will have to bear the wrath of the ancestor's soul. Do you know that? "
Ji Shu bowed to Ji Kui, smiled and nodded to his clansmen, who were all silent, and said: "What I said is, of course, very important. I'm doing this for the entire Fire Crow Clan. Those who are not qualified to hold high positions should leave. "
Ji Shu raised his arms high, his muscles were throbbing under his white skin, and yelled: "Ji Xia! My brother! Ji Xia! You are the leader of the warriors who protect the Holy Land, which means you are the leader of over a thousand clans of our Fire Crow Clan! But with your current power, do you still deserve this position? "
Ji Shu waved his arms and yelled: "According to the rules of the Southern Wasteland, and the rules set by our ancestors, brother Ji Xia, I challenge you! Don't blame me, this is for the good of the entire Fire Crow Clan! "
Ji Xia snorted and walked towards Ji Shu with the spear in his hand.
Before Ji Xia said anything, Ji Hao had already shouted out loud, and his silvery voice resounded through the whole area: "Abba, wait! Uncle Ji Shu, don't forget that I have an appointment with Ji Wu! "
"In front of so many clansmen, in front of the ancestor's soul, Ji Wu and I are going to fight!"
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