Li Wuyou had obtained information about the tribe and the sacrificial ceremony from the memories of the two elders of the Heavenly Xuan Sect.
The sacrificial ceremony and the people of the tribe were all arranged by the Heavenly Xuan Sect.
The people of the Heavenly Xuan Sect had been bringing them back from the outside world for many years.
After countless years of development, the people of the tribe had grown to a large scale.
Then, the seniors of the Heavenly Xuan Sect used their illusory techniques to create images and mysterious scenes in the minds of the people.
After a long time.
Everyone in the tribe was affected.
It was ingrained in their minds that the ferocious beast shrouded in fog on the mountain was their guardian.
Then, every year or so, they would go deep into the Changbai Mountains and capture many wild animals to feed the trapped ferocious beast.
In this way, the ferocious beast would not starve to death. Moreover, it could recover some of its strength and spirit through the replenishment of fresh blood.
It could continue to be used by the Heavenly Xuan Sect.
It was a perfect plan.
These ignorant people were responsible for feeding the Nether Tiger in the mountain, while the people of the Heavenly Xuan Sect were responsible for absorbing energy from the Nether Tiger, including the power of its spirit.
To ensure their own cultivation.
From the beginning to the end, the people of the Heavenly Xuan Sect did not contribute anything. They only needed to enjoy the fruits of their labor.
Only the people of the tribe were left. For the sake of an illusory belief, they kept sacrificing the people of the tribe. They were trapped in this dark place, unable to leave for the rest of their lives.
They sacrificed themselves and all their descendants for the evil deeds of the Heavenly Xuan Sect.
As for the Nether Tiger, it was also trapped in the array.
It could not leave forever.
To become the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Xuan Sect.
"I've come to set you free."
In the sky, Li Wuyou looked at the pious kneeling people and the Black Nether Tiger shrouded in white fog. He sneered.
There was also a hint of mockery that could not be concealed.
These people and this Nether Tiger were very sad existences in his eyes.
They were all trapped here, unable to be reincarnated.
Was it not sad?
"However, I'll wait for a while."
Li Wuyou observed quietly from the sky and did not make a move.
Over the years, the Nether Tiger had been sucked dry by the people of the Heavenly Profound Sect. It was now in an extremely weak state.
Li Wuyou was worried that if he forcefully brought the beast out of the Sky Mysterious Realm, it might cause the weak beast to die completely.
In that case, he would not be able to obtain the perfect energy.
Thus, before killing the Nether Tiger, he still had to let it recover some of its energy, at least seventy to eighty percent of its previous strength.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be much of an effect after killing it.
Instead, it would be a waste of this opportunity.
"Then I'll wait for you to finish your offerings and wait for this idiot to finish eating before I make my move."
Li Wuyou smiled faintly and stopped above a layer of clouds.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His entire aura had sunk into silence.
Basically, no one would be able to sense his existence.
Even the birds that flew past him could not sense Li Wuyou's aura at all. It was as if they had not seen him at all, chirping as they flew past.
The tribesmen at the foot of the mountain could not sense the figure in the sky at all.
He was waiting for the harvest with an indifferent expression.
Time passed.
The trapped Nether Tiger continued to devour the corpses of the wild beasts, their blood, and even their souls that had not dissipated in time. A short half a day passed.
This ferocious tiger had already eaten all the food offered to it.
Not even a drop of blood was left on the ground.
It licked every inch of the ground clean.
At this moment, the Nether Tiger had also undergone some changes.
Its body emitted a faint black halo. All the halos circled around its body and then entered its body.
Its fur had also undergone some changes.
When it first appeared from within the mountain, all of its fur was dull and lusterless.
It was even a little messy and mottled.
It looked like a beggar, in dire straits. Moreover, there were many broken marks on its body, as if it had been cut open by a knife.
One could vaguely see patches of black blood stains. It was a little hideous.
Furthermore, its aura was also extremely weak.
It was like an old man with one foot in the grave.
However.
At this moment, after devouring so many wild beasts' corpses, blood, and souls, the Nether Tiger's condition had undergone an obvious change.
Its fur deep in the mountain had regained its luster. It looked like it had been repainted.
The wounds on its body, which had once been a mess, had all healed up.
All the wounds were as perfect as before.
The remaining bloodstains were also covered up by the new fur that grew out of his body.
It was no longer clear.
The Nether Tiger's head was also shining with an exceptionally strange light.
It looked like a huge "Nether" character.
At the same time, the Nether Tiger's eyes were filled with an indescribably sinister and ferocious light.
When one looked into its eyes, one could feel an exceptionally terrifying feeling.
There was also a throbbing that came from the depths of one's soul.
Roar!
After eating and drinking to its fill, the Nether Tiger took a step forward. It lowered its head and looked at the people who were kneeling on the ground piously. The greed and bloodthirst in its eyes were even more intense.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
After a few roars, a violent storm was set off on the ground. Then, the storm carried an earth-shattering power and roared toward the people.
"Ah … Ah …"
"Tiger God, please spare us …"
"Help …"
The Nether Tiger's attack directly sent the elders of the tribes who were closer to it flying.
These people's bodies were already at the end of their rope and were on the verge of death.
There was no way they could withstand the Nether Tiger's attack.
They screamed and yelled, and then one by one, they were sent flying.
Some of the older elders did not even have time to react. They did not even have time to scream before they crashed into the huge rocks behind them and died with their heads broken and bleeding.
There were also some who fell off the cliff on the side of the mountain.
Only a few old men and elders were left. They were barely able to stand. Although their faces were pale, their eyes were dazed, and their eyes were filled with fear, they still managed to crawl to the feet of the Nether Tiger.
They kowtowed and begged endlessly.
"Lord Tiger God, please calm down."
"Lord Tiger God, please calm down!"
"We will prepare human food for you right now. We will definitely satisfy you."
The Nether Tiger's reaction was normal in the eyes of the people of the tribes.
It would act like this almost every two or three years.
This meant that the Nether Tiger had not eaten its fill, nor had it eaten enough. It needed more food.
The people of the tribes already knew.
They had already prepared for it.
As the elder's voice fell, a wave of wailing and wailing came from the back of the tribe.
Looking in the direction of the wailing, one could see that there were hundreds of elders who were over sixty years old. They were kneeling and crying in front of them, their voices sorrowful and desolate.
The direction in which these old men were facing was the location of the sacrificial offering.
There were about thirty huge cages.
All the cages were made of bamboo strips. However, the strips were exceptionally thick, thicker than an average person's arm. An average person would not be able to tear them open.
Even if one used a sword to hack at them, it would take a few times before one could break them open.
Inside these cages were the people who had been prepared long ago to be used as food for the ferocious tiger.
These people were not very old, but they were not very young either.
They looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. They were all in the prime of their lives. Their bodies were strong and full of vitality. Moreover, they had not been contaminated by too many grains.
They were the perfect food for the Nether Tiger.
That was why they were all brought here.
"Ah …"
"Save us …"
"Lord Tiger God, please let us go …"
"We are all devout believers of you. Please don't eat us …"
The people in the cages naturally knew what was going to happen to them. They screamed and wailed, their faces full of fear and sorrow.
The people who were crying were their parents.
The Tiger Deity Tribe had established its own custom a long time ago.
That was to place a fixed number of people in the tribe's ancestral hall and raise them.
They did not need to work or do anything.
They only needed to mate, give birth to children, and give birth to descendants.
Their descendants would be raised by the people in the tribe and placed back in the ancestral hall.
Generation after generation passed.
They had no freedom. They were like pigs and dogs that had been reared in cages, prepared to be food for the Nether Tiger.
Every two or three years, a portion of them would be taken out to be food for the Nether Tiger.
They would be sent to this mountain.
This had already formed a terrifying cycle and a terrifying reincarnation.
At this moment.
The people in the tribe looked at the cages that were gradually brought to the Nether Tiger. There was no sympathy on their faces. Or any other expression. They were completely excited.
In fact, there was even a hint of relief.
These people were sent to the mouth of the Tiger God. It was their honor to be sent to the mouth of the Tiger God.
Then, they would be able to enjoy the Tiger God's bloody mouth.
As for the people in the tribe, they would be able to enjoy a year or two of peace.
There would be no threats, no famine, no natural disasters, and so on.
This was the peace that the Tiger God had brought them.
They should thank the Tiger God.
Roar!
The people in the tribe knelt on the ground and began to kowtow to the Tiger God. The people in the cages were sent to the feet of the Tiger God.
Then, with a forceful push from their compatriots behind them, all the pig cages rolled onto the stone platform that imprisoned the fierce tiger.
Roar!
The Nether Tiger smelled the scent of living people that it had not seen in a long time. Its face and eyes were filled with indescribable savagery. There was also a hint of unconcealable savagery.
There was even a sense of greed.
It suddenly took a step forward and smashed the cages that had rolled to its feet with its claws. Then, the cages were trampled to pieces.
The people inside also scrambled out of the room.
"No …"
This person's face and body were cut by the broken bamboo vines and were covered in fresh blood. He raised his head and saw the ferocious tiger with its bloody mouth pouncing towards him.
He was so scared that his face turned pale and he screamed.
However, the Nether Tiger did not give him any chance to escape, nor did it give him a chance to calm down.
The Nether Tiger opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the person whole in an instant.
Roar!
The Tiger God ate very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the person was completely eaten.
He did not even have time to scream.
Not even a drop of blood spurted out.
The person looked as if he had been swallowed whole.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
After the Tiger God ate the first person, it immediately felt a powerful and delicious taste. Then, all the instincts of a beast erupted.
It could not hold back any longer!
It roared crazily and began to slap the pig cages.
Every time its claws landed, it would grab a person out of the cage and swallow him whole.
Sometimes, it would eat too quickly and leave behind some broken limbs and pieces of meat.
But basically, it ate everyone all the time. Not much was left behind or left behind.
The people trapped in the cages and those who had not been eaten saw this bloody and terrifying scene. The fear and despair on their faces became even more intense.
They screamed and yelled at the top of their lungs, hoping that someone would save them.
However, at this very moment, their compatriots and friends were kneeling in the distance. Their eyes were filled with gratification and excitement as they stared at them.
They were cheering non-stop.
"The Tiger God is mighty!"
"The Tiger God is mighty!"
"The Tiger God is mighty!"
This scene looked a little strange, a little cruel, and even a little foolish.
Everyone saw their own kind being eaten by the Tiger God. But they were not sad. Instead, they were celebrating.
Because they had completely lost their sense of self.
They had been completely controlled by the Heavenly Xuan Sect's illusory techniques. Those illusory things had already entered their souls and their instincts.
They had completely turned into people who could not think.
They were celebrating their rebirth amidst their sorrow and foolishness!
Roar!
The Nether Tiger moved forward and ate another person!
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