This was the third city that Ye Boqi had seen, and still, there wasn't a single survivor.
There are only towering human heads, and eyes that angrily question the heavens about their injustice and refuse to close.
He Boqi had witnessed far too much slaughter, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a vicious massacre of an entire city.
This is not war, but simply extermination.
Extermination for the sake of killing.
And the souls of these poor people who were slaughtered all vanished.
It is to establish authority, but even more so to plunder the soul.
With a light tap of his foot, He Boqi's figure disappeared from the spot.
He wanted to see who was doing such an inhumane thing, and what their purpose was in plundering such a huge number of souls.
It was another empty city, and headless corpses were scattered everywhere.
However, Yi Boqi discovered something different about those mounds of human heads: traces of a formation remained beneath them.
Although the formation was deliberately destroyed, Xiao Boqi still sensed an extremely evil aura emanating from it.
Sacrifice formation.
This is the most hated formation in the art of formations, and it is also something that is explicitly forbidden.
Sacrifice is divided into soul sacrifice and blood sacrifice, but both are the most vicious type.
To achieve the ultimate sacrifice, the number of holy spirits to be killed was terrifyingly large.
If the person behind the scenes has a big enough appetite, then all living beings in the entire Xuanwu Divine Land will become sacrificial offerings.
The indiscriminate slaughter I am witnessing now will unfold throughout the entire Xuanwu Divine Land.
Just as Ye Boqi was standing in front of a small city mound, frowning in thought, a very faint sound appeared, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.
This is a dilapidated courtyard at the northernmost part of the small town. The house has collapsed, and the courtyard wall has been completely reduced to ruins.
The faintest sound came from the woodpile in the corner of the proud little courtyard.
He swept the pile of firewood aside, and a woman's terrified scream immediately rang out.
This was a woman in her early twenties, disheveled and covered in blood, holding a five or six-year-old girl with a bluish face in her arms.
The woman desperately hid the little girl in her arms behind her back, screaming in terror.
"Don't kill us...please, sir, don't kill us..."
The woman's appearance made Yi Boqi frown even more. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he gave up.
Given the woman's current state, anything she says will be in vain.
With a wave of his hand, the little girl hidden behind the woman floated down to stand in front of Qi Boqi.
His face was pale and his breathing was weak.
Freezing, hunger, and fright, this little girl could die at any moment.
She was able to meet herself; that was her destiny.
The woman's frantic screams, and the last shred of courage she had left to rush forward and snatch her daughter back, stopped the moment Xiao Boqi released spiritual energy from his right hand.
Because his dying daughter opened her eyes.
The woman knelt on the spot, thanking them profusely, and tears began to overflow from her long-dry eyes.
The grievances, helplessness, and fear of these past few days have finally been released at this moment.
After circulating his spiritual power through the little girl's body twice, Qi Boqi left a seed of spiritual power in her still-developing dantian.
Whether she can become a cultivator in the future based on this seed depends on her own destiny.
"Get up, I have something to ask you."
Just as Yi Boqi waved his hand to create a spiritual energy barrier that enveloped the three of them, his expression suddenly froze.
The woman had already stood up and then took off all her clothes.
"Thank you for saving my daughter and me, but I have no money to repay you. If you are so kind as to accept my help, you may use me as you please."
The woman was quite beautiful. Despite being a mother, she had no excess fat on her body. The tears on her cheeks and her shivering body in the cold wind gave her a unique and alluring beauty.
But just as she finished speaking, a thick cloak was draped over her.
"Women are inherently weak, but mothers are strong. Continue this courage and don't ruin the perfect image you have in your daughter's heart."
The cloak she was wearing and the sudden warmth that enveloped her caused tears to fall from the woman's eyes again.
His trembling lips were bitten tightly by his teeth, and his eyes were filled with determination and deep gratitude.
Respect is always the foundation for establishing a person's firm beliefs.
When she was most helpless and fearful, and wanted to sell her body for protection.
She felt respected.
This plunged her into a world of boundless darkness, where a glimmer of light appeared once more.
That was the hope of survival.
The woman's name was Wota Liuli, and the little girl was her daughter, Wota Cunxin.
They were all from the Xuanwu Divine Earth Wotar tribe, and Wotar Liuli was the princess of the Wotar tribe.
This is a matriarchal tribe, and as the next leader of the Wota tribe, Wota Liuli's man must be the bravest and strongest in the entire tribe.
But this only applied before she became pregnant. After she became pregnant, that powerful tribal warrior could no longer enter Wota Liuli's bedroom.
Although Huang Boqi listened to Wo Tali's story with a calm expression, he felt somewhat ashamed.
Other people only cook once in their lives, while I...
Especially since Wota Liuli was only wearing his cloak, and there was nowhere to cover him as he sat there... so he closed his eyes.
The Wota tribe was not powerful, but wars between tribes on the Xuanwu Divine Land rarely occurred.
In the cold weather, the tribe's survival was far more important than war.
But this somewhat difficult but peaceful life was destroyed a few months ago.
It all originated from a woman named Xuanwu Zhenling.
Her physical cultivation was transformed by the heavenly lightning, and her temperament was also changed along with it.
Or perhaps, this is just her nature, but no one paid attention to her before, and she didn't have absolute power.
After she became the Grand Elder of the Xuanwu Temple, she issued a divine decree to all the tribes of the Divine Land.
All boys and girls aged eight to twenty from all tribes were sent to the Xuanwu Temple for training and enlistment.
Such an order naturally provoked a huge backlash.
They revere the Xuanwu Temple and regard the Xuanwu God Lord as a god, but all of this is for the sake of survival.
But the boys and girls aged eight to twenty within the tribe are the core of the tribe's survival and reproduction.
If everything is handed over to the temple, the tribe will surely perish.
So resistance arose, but so did brutal suppression.
No one could believe that the woman called Xuanwu Zhenling had actually given the order to exterminate them.
The Wota tribe was just one insignificant part of this extermination process.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Boqi understood.
The claim that she handed over the core men and women of the tribe was a lie; she simply found a pretext for the massacre.
The purpose was for sacrifice.
If something is created by the will of Heaven, then her so-called sacrifice must also be related to the will of Heaven.
Amidst this massacre, a dissenter emerged.
This person also piqued Xiao Boqi's curiosity.
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