Book 1: 289
Looking at the White Wolf Witchcraft Curse, Zhao Fu smiled. Even though this Witchcraft Curse wasn't as powerful as the other Witchcraft Curse, it was still quite special. If he combined all of the Witchcraft Curses from the various Tribes, what kind of Witchcraft Curse would it be?
Lang Qing asked in shock, "Shaman Spirit, how did you do this?"
The people outside the Holy Land were also quite curious as to how Zhao Fu had grasped the White Wolf Witch Curse so quickly. Could it be that he also had the White Wolf Tribe's bloodline?
Zhao Fu smiled as he said, "That's a secret; I'll tell you in the future."
Lang Qing did not ask any further and smiled as he nodded and asked, "Where are we going now?"
Zhao Fu smiled as he said, "I want to look for people from other Tribes."
The two of them left, and with Zhao Fu's powerful senses, he quickly found a short young man.
Seeing that Zhao Fu had come to find him, the young man immediately felt nervous. He knew who Zhao Fu was, and he asked, "What is it?"
Zhao Fu smiled as he said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Hearing this, the young man relaxed. However, at that moment, Zhao Fu stretched out a hand and the young man immediately felt a powerful suction force suck away his bloodline power. The young man immediately started to panic, but he was not a match for Zhao Fu, so he did not dare to resist and could only watch as his bloodline power was sucked away.
Zhao Fu's surroundings shined with a green light, and green runes appeared in the air. The runes gathered together and continuously changed, forming a swallow.
The young man looked quite shocked and could not help but call out, "How do you have our Woodswallow Tribe's Woodswallow Witch Curse?"
The people outside the Holy Land were sent into an uproar.
If Zhao Fu had grasped one Witch Curse before, they would have been able to understand. However, now that he had grasped two Witch Curses, everyone could not accept this.
After all, Witch Curses were incredibly important to a Tribe and could affect the Tribe's foundation. Some powerful powers or secret techniques needed Witch Curses to be cast, and Witch Curses were formed from the blood and sweat of every Tribe.
The tribe's curse could only be cast by the bloodline. Everyone had never been worried that the curse would be stolen. However, now that someone could cast the curse without having to worry about the bloodline, how could they not be shocked?
This was the first time they had seen such an ability. They had never heard of anyone possessing such an ability before. How did this person do it?
Actually, it was very simple. Zhao Fu directly absorbed the Bloodline Power in their bodies, then used Wizard Power to activate the Bloodline, causing the Wizard Curse in the Bloodline to appear. These Wizard Curses only needed to be condensed, and they would automatically become Tribal Wizard Curses.
This was not the most shocking thing. The most shocking thing was yet to come.
Zhao Fu's body glowed with white light again, and white tadpole-like runes appeared around him. The Rune Swallows dispersed and turned back into countless green runes. They floated around Zhao Fu and glowed.
Zhao Fu looked at these runes, and his eyes narrowed. Under Zhao Fu's control, the two types of runes continuously combined, emitting a powerful aura.
The last two runes formed something that was half wolf and half swallow. It had the body of a wolf, the tail of a swallow, the wings of a swallow, and the head of a wolf. The front was still a wolf's claw, and the back was a bird's claw.
This was the Wolf Swallow Curse formed by the combination of the two tribe's incantations.
Lang Qing and the young man were not the only ones who looked at this Wolf Swallow in shock. Outside the sacred ground, it was silent. Countless people were greatly shocked. This person was too terrifying. Not only did he easily master the two tribe's Wizard Curses, but he could also combine the two tribe's Wizard Curses.
The elegant man said solemnly, "It seems like we still have to reevaluate him. Even the descendants of the Celestial Venerables don't have this ability, and we have never heard of it before."
The cold woman said, "I have heard in the past that someone with the bloodline of two tribes could combine the two tribe's incantations. However, it was definitely not as easy as this. It seems like these incantations originally belonged to him. "
The old woman said solemnly, "What I am concerned about now is whether this ability of his has any limits. Will he be able to obtain the incantations of the various tribes without any limits?"
The elegant man nodded solemnly, "If this ability has no limits, it would be a very terrifying thing."
The beautiful woman in the red dress said, "If his identity can be investigated clearly, I really want to see what will happen if he combines the incantations of every tribe of the witch race."
The handsome man thought for a moment, "Hearing what you said, I am also very interested. This has never been done before. It is almost impossible for ordinary people, but it is very easy for him. If the incantations of the various tribes are combined, it will definitely be the strongest witch curse of the witch race."
The elegant man said solemnly, "That's right. If he can combine the incantations of the various tribes of the witch race, then the incantation will become the strongest incantation of the witch race. In this aspect, he is even more outstanding than the descendants of the Celestial Venerables."
The beautiful woman in the red dress looked at Zhao Fu and said, "I have a feeling that if he becomes the young tribe leader, he might become the strongest young tribe leader in history."
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Zhao Fu looked at the Wolf Swallow in front of him and gave a trace of a smile in satisfaction. He withdrew his power and the Wolf Swallow disappeared.
Zhao Fu had originally thought that even though every tribe had different bloodlines and incantations, since they all belonged to the same witch race, their incantations might be able to be fused together. As such, Zhao Fu had found someone to test it out. It seemed that Zhao Fu's idea was correct.
If the incantations of the witch race's hundreds of thousands of tribes were fused together, this incantation's power would not only be the strongest incantation of the witch race, but it would also be a top-tier power in the Primal Chaos World.
Zhao Fu had a plan and said, "Let's continue!"
Lang Qing nodded and hurriedly followed Zhao Fu.
The two of them continued to fly deeper into the holy land. During this time, they were attacked by a few massive plants, but they were easily dealt with by Zhao Fu and were not injured at all.
They came to a platform that was ten or so meters tall and ten or so kilometers wide. They could no longer move forward as there was a curtain of light that covered them.
If they wanted to move forward, they had to go through the second stage of the Shaman Sacrifice. The first stage was the blood sacrifice; the various plants in the forest would devour the blood of a Shaman Son. The second stage was the body sacrifice, which required a part of one's body to be sacrificed.
You could use your hands, your feet, or some organs, which might be very important. You could also use other things, such as your flesh, your hair, your nails, or your blood.
The more precious the thing that was sacrificed, the greater the reward would be. Moreover, this level required the sacrifice to reach a certain level before the barrier would let people in. A single person would not be able to enter the depths of the holy land.
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