Chapter 633: Revenge
late!Even without true feelings, one...one can't...Zhuangyan scratched his head, stammering and unable to explain. After looking around, he leaned in to Qin Sang's side and whispered hatefully, "Junio...Before encountering Yuan Hu, Qin Sang had noticed something unusual about the tattoos on the two priests of Tianyue Village. Now, seeing the female priest dance, he was able to see the full picture.
"Could it be a divine pattern"
Qin Sang stared at the female priest, murmuring.
He discovered that after the divine patterns appeared on the priestess, there was a peculiar and unprecedented power emanating from the witch tribe people in the distance.
Some converged on the priestess, while another portion drifted into the mountains and was absorbed by the priests of other wing-viper tribes.
After absorbing this power, the priestess's divine markings showed a significant improvement.
Suddenly!
With the eruption of divine power, the female priestess suddenly went mad, raising her arms wildly and letting out strange cries as she shouted towards the heavens, as if trying to fly into the sky.
The bright moon remains as always.
But around the Yǐhuīzhai, a fine mist began to fall.
The Wu tribe cheered, regarding it as the sweet rain bestowed by their shaman god. They all lifted their faces and opened their mouths to receive the water.
"What a curious pattern!"
Qin Sang was greatly impressed.
He originally thought that the Witch Sacrifice was just a way for the witch cultivators to control mortals, but now it seems like there's more to it than that.
This rain was clearly summoned by the priestess, but Qin Sang didn't see her use any incantations. It was simply the power of the divine script, drawing upon the celestial phenomena.
To Qin Sang, the divine markings on the female priestess were weak, but Qin Sang could tell they weren't ordinary. They should be unique abilities possessed only by the Witch Clan.
Even, compared to the natal insect Gu, Qin Sang felt that Shenwen had greater potential.
A natal insect is an external object, while a divine inscription is inseparable from a cultivator and is the power that a cultivator controls themselves.
But for some reason, the Wu Clan cultivators seemed to regard their natal insect-gu as the most important means, and they didn't place much importance on divine runes. Even Yuan Hu and Cui Xuanzi from the Five Insects Gate didn't have any divine runes on their bodies.
Why did the Wuchongmen abandon this obvious path that was very suitable for Wuzu cultivators
Could it be that the divine script has no future
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Or, could it be that the Witch Clan, just like the Human Clan, has also lost a great deal from ancient times to the present day
Qin Sang fell into deep thought.
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Just then, the female priest performed a different kind of ritual dance. The rain gradually stopped. She pointed towards the wooden house by the lake with her hand, and the moonlight gathered together as if summoned, illuminating the front of the wooden house like daylight.
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There, clad in magnificent feathered robes, the 'saintesses' were all pure and beautiful, each holding various exotic flowers and plants. They lined up and, guided by the moonlight, walked towards the mountain.
These strange and exotic flowers are actually each a kind of elixir. The most prominent one, with the saintly maiden holding blood-red leaves, is the crimson leaf herb.
They walked up a stone staircase, and at the end was a cave.
The cave was pitch black, with occasional ‘hissing’ noises. Some of the priestesses were terrified, their faces pale, but others waited with anticipation.
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None had noticed that the saintess at the front, holding the leaves of red grass in her hands, trembled slightly.
Qin Sang stood in the shadows, unarmed and silent.
At last, the holy maiden's troop arrived at the entrance of the cave.
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The first saintess, had she taken a single step, could have entered the cave. But she suddenly stopped.
The priestess hadn't expected this, her dance faltered, anger flashed in her eyes as she pointed at the saint. Moonlight gathered behind the saint, ready to push her into...
A streak of azure sword light suddenly appeared on the saintess's body!
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At this moment, even the moon in the sky seemed to dim.
A dragon-like sword cry instantly drowned out the booming war drums, reverberating between mountains and valleys. It was as if countless swords were unsheathed, shaking heaven and earth!
The female priest was astonished and terrified, her face pale with shock.
A thunderous roar echoed through the mountains, “Who dares to interfere with our clan’s affairs! Come out!”
Then, the trees rustled, and several figures dashed out of the dense forest. The leading elder’s face was contorted with anger as he glared fixedly at the mute woman and the icy gold sword in her hand.
With his sharp eyes, he could naturally tell that this sword was not being wielded by the mute; someone else was secretly controlling it!
But what troubled the old man was that he couldn't sense anyone hiding around him, and through his Cold Gold Sword, he couldn't detect the presence of that person in the shadows.
Being infiltrated into the village, yet unaware, the elder's uneasiness grew deeper. He shouted: "Bone Array!"
Around the Wuxi Tribe, there were suddenly cracking sounds from the ground. Then, skeletons burst forth from the earth, some of beast and some of man, none complete.
Rows upon rows of white bones, under the moonlight they seemed even more ghastly and eerie. Many young girls were so frightened that they burst into tears.
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A bone array appeared, and from the cracks between the bones, blue flames suddenly flew out like a blue galaxy. They darted towards the dumb woman, both slow and swift.
The mute nun seemed to hear and see nothing. She clutched the icy gold sword tightly in her hands and slashed it towards the cave with a sudden force.
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The sword light was extremely dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at.
'Boom!'
With a deafening roar, the cave collapsed.
Rocks flew everywhere, mixed with the broken bodies of several snakes.
"No!"
The elder and the female priest, along with others, turned pale with fright and screamed. Their soul-bound insects were severed by this sword with ease, showing no resistance at all.
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They were terrified, realizing the person in the shadows was incredibly formidable and capable of killing them with ease. They didn't even care about their bone formation anymore and turned tail and ran.
The mute woman turned and drew her second sword, shattering the Blazing Bone Array.
When it came to the third sword, the mute hesitated for a moment before finally resolutely drawing it.
"You all should die!"
The mute woman's eyes were red-rimmed. The sword in her hand, and the person in the shadows who gave her the courage for revenge, finally allowed her to vent the hatred in her heart.
Even her curses were melodious, but everyone except Qin Sang seemed to have no mood to appreciate it.
The female priestess had escaped to the center of the lake, when suddenly she felt a chill in her chest. She lowered her head and saw the sword tip slide across her chest, separating her body, and falling into the lake.
The mute woman grabbed the Cold Gold Sword and killed the first person.
She was splattered with the priestess's blood, gasping for breath, surrounded by a thick metallic scent that nearly choked her.
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Qin Sang was extremely cold and didn't help her shield the blood.
These three swords seemed to have exhausted the mute nun's strength, but she still strained with all her might, raising the cold gold sword and aiming it at the old man and others who had fled into the mountains.
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'Whoosh!'
The cold iron sword, wielding the mute girl's power, instantly caught up to them. The first to die was the slippery boy, beheaded in a single strike, his head flying into the sky.
The Winged Scorpion Clan's priests, one by one, were slaughtered by the mute woman.
Fresh blood dyed the leaves of the trees red.
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At last, only the old man remained. His face was full of unwillingness, and he screamed madly, "Who are you! We have no grievances, why did you slaughter my entire family!"
"Pfft!"
The Cold Gold Sword pierced through the elder's heart.
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
The mute woman's eyes were bloodshot, her heart filled with murderous intent. She kept muttering "kill" and drew out her cold, golden sword to hack the old man's body to pieces. Even when she was held back by a hand, she still struggled.
“Go to sleep.”
Upon hearing this gentle voice, the mute's murderous intent immediately receded like a tide, and she obediently closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.their generous rewards.Thanks to all of you for your concern recently, and thanks to Moulue elder brother and his wife for their help. I have read and am working on all your suggestions.I've been adju...