I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 438 - 188: Muo Xiao, the Homeless Dog: I Don’t Understand

Yanran Division.

Dark Room.

Shen Can walked in effortlessly and saw Yann Wanyun struggling to resist.

Vein-like threads were already extending from the flesh, floating on the surface of the body, with one end piercing into the flesh and the other connected to the emerging three heads.

Streams of bloody energy were being transferred from the body into the three heads.

It had only been a few years since they last met, yet the Three-Headed Secret Technique on Yann Wanyun had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The three-headed tattoo was increasingly transforming into a form of flesh and blood, as if parasitically growing on Yann Wanyun’s back, beginning to devour his flesh.

"Ah!"

Yann Wanyun let out a roar, trying to prevent his own blood aura from being devoured by the three heads on his back, yet they were essentially one entity, and he couldn’t stop it.

If he were to cut off the three heads directly from his back, he would also perish.

If not cut, the three heads would start to counter-devour Yann Wanyun until they completely consumed him.

Under such circumstances, the Sealing Silver Needles previously placed in Yann Wanyun’s body, along with the effects of destroying the Three-Headed Secret Technique Veins, had been reduced to their lowest potential.

Shen Can focused his Divine Sense on Yann Wanyun, sensing the changes within him. The location of his spine shimmered with fiery blood aura, burning like a furnace, scorching the strands of Tier Three Secret Technique Veins.

With the concept of Human Race Origin, Shen Can paid more attention to the Martial Artist’s spinal marrow sea.

Strands of Three-Headed Secret Technique Veins were like webs, crawling all over Yann Wanyun’s spine, attempting to pierce through his spinal bone and seep into the marrow sea.

The two sides were now locked in a tug-of-war.

"Can you sense where Muo Xiao is?"

At this moment, Shen Can communicated with Yann Wanyun through his Divine Sense, this time planning not to act directly on Yann Wanyun but to go straight for Muo Xiao himself, resolving the problem posed by this Xiaoyang.

"Right nearby."

The fierce-looking Yann Wanyun’s blood-tinged eyes brightened when coming into contact with the transmitted Divine Sense, glancing secretly around the dark room but not spotting Shen Can.

However, he did not continue to search.

"It’s right nearby, everywhere."

Yann Wanyun raised his neck, tendons bulging like a green dragon, blood continuously seeping from the corners of his mouth.

"I can’t pinpoint it, I can just sense it there."

"This time this damn thing got clever. It first hid quietly near our tribe, and by the time I noticed, the three heads had already absorbed my flesh and vitality, growing directly on my back."

"It’s trying to devour me and turn me into sustenance."

"Huff, huff, huff!"

Yann Wanyun panted like thunder, his chest heaving like unending waves.

In Shen Can’s eyes, Yann Wanyun’s will to survive was frighteningly strong; he had forcefully resisted Muo Xiao’s devouring for years.

Even now, he was gritting his teeth and holding on.

The notion of being ubiquitous, as Yann Wanyun claimed, was impossible. If Muo Xiao truly had such abilities, Yongyi would have long been the domain of Xiaoyang.

Upon further thought, there was only one possibility: it was moving underground at all times, constantly appearing in all directions of the Yanran Tribe, making it impossible for Yann Wanyun to pinpoint it specifically.

It appeared Muo Xiao had indeed become clever, realizing staying in one place too long would result in getting beaten.

However, hiding underground and constantly moving did make it genuinely difficult to discover.

Shen Can sensed the changes in Yann Wanyun’s body, noting that the aura on him was becoming somewhat Tri-Headed Race-like, even producing several Three-Headed Runes.

His attention was drawn to the Three-Headed Runes, beginning to understand the aura of the Tri-Headed Race.

...

"Dream on if you wish to find me."

Beneath the inconspicuous forest on the plain, roots intertwined like dragons, and the Tri-Headed Race re-entered a coffin-like wooden structure.

From occupying vast forests and oppressing the Ji Land Human Race to retreating into the forests, all their schemes were thwarted.

Throughout these years, how could the Human Race know how it had survived?

The power of grass, wood, and earth concealed the bloody waves, allowing it to hide perfectly beneath the forest floor.

In a blink, a month passed.

In this month, Shen Can had been exceedingly busy, deducing the runes of the Tri-Headed Race on Yann Wanyun and gaining a deep understanding of the Tri-Headed Race.

Moreover, relying on the changes in Yann Wanyun, he further refined the Tri-Headed Race’s Secret Technique.

As night fell, chilly winds swept across the wilderness.

To the east of the Yanran Tribe, the Four-Colored Deer slowly ambled, gracefully walking by the water’s edge.

In the south, the Dragon Horned Wilderness Beast lay on the plains, continually crawling.

To the west, the Golden-winged Sword-toothed Tiger roamed the wilderness, while to the north, the Cyan Simurgh hovered at low altitude.

The slightly dim wilderness exuded a desolate and ancient aura under the moonlight; the people of the Yanran Tribe were unaware that their tribe was surrounded by four Tier Four Wild Beasts.

Meanwhile, Shen Can was positioned above the Yanran Tribe, silently waiting.

Dark and bloody methods inevitably leaked sanguine filth; even with earth and stone as concealment, it could not be entirely contained.

Hide?

This time, let’s see where Muo Xiao would hide.

In the face of absolute power, how could it still engage in intrigue?

Capturing Muo Xiao would mean completing most of the task of obliterating Xiaoyang.

However, Shen Can had a feeling that the entity outside the Yanran Tribe was likely not Xiaoyang’s true form.

Nonetheless, this wasn’t a significant issue; he had been busy the whole month preparing for this eventuality.

Muo Xiao causing trouble in the Yanran Tribe also eased Shen Can’s task of locating Muo Xiao.

Otherwise, relying on the tribe members to search in the northeast of Ji Land would waste a considerable amount of time.

Muo Xiao popping up now was convenient for everyone.

...

At this moment, Muo Xiao, hidden within the wooden coffin, maneuvered the Tri-Headed Race’s body, continuing to move around the Yanran Tribe’s periphery, persistently operating the Secret Technique and attempting to seize Yann Wanyun’s body.