The exterior walls of those houses were decorated with intricate patterns, resembling some kind of auspicious totem.
When the three arrived at the outskirts of the tribe, the entire tribe seemed to be conducting a sacrificial ceremony.
A woman dressed in a dark red robe stood on the central altar.
She looked very young, with a tall and slender figure, and her eyes had upturned corners, giving her a sharp and assertive look.
When Lu Shenzhi saw this person, he shifted slightly, gritting his teeth to keep from rushing forward.
It's obvious that this person is the "scumbag" who cursed Lu Shen before.
It seems she's done quite well over the past few decades and has become the leader of the witch clan.
The three did not make any rash moves.
Shi Xuan first used his divine sense to observe everyone in the center of the altar.
These people were all dressed very formally, clearly participating in an important sacrificial ceremony.
"Zha Zha" stood at the very front, facing the crowd. In front of her, two bound children stared at the scene with terrified eyes.
The two children's clothing and hairstyles were completely out of place here, and it was clear that they did not come from this tribe.
The most likely scenario is that they were abducted and brought here as sacrificial offerings!
The cultivation levels of the people present differed somewhat from what Lu Wenxing had described.
He said that when he first came here, the highest level of cultivation was Golden Core, and none of them had surpassed Nascent Soul.
But now, even the "scumbag" who presided over the sacrifice at the very top has become a god!
It seems that the tribe has undergone considerable changes over the past few centuries.
"Zha Zha" was chanting an ancient incantation on the altar.
By this time, it was getting dark.
The moment the moonlight rose, "Zha Zha" raised the sharp knife in his hand, about to stab the two children on the ground.
The time has come; the moon god has appeared, and it is time for the sacrifice.
However, "Zha Zha's" raised hand could not move; she could not bring down the sharp knife in her hand!
"Who is it!"
The woman was startled and immediately looked around warily.
The person who can make her unable to put her hand down must be no ordinary person.
At this moment, Shi Xuan did not appear immediately. Instead, taking advantage of "Zha Zha's" surprise, he quickly moved to the altar and took the two children away.
Meanwhile, Lu Shenzhi, who already knew what Shi Xuan wanted to do without needing to say a word, threw an explosive pill into the center of the altar the moment Shi Xuan left with the boy.
In an instant, the entire altar was blown to pieces.
After the two children were brought out, Shi Xuan temporarily placed them in a separate space within Silver Frost, and then quickly joined the battle.
At this moment, the altar, which was considered sacred and inviolable by the Wu tribe, was destroyed, and all the people standing below participating in the sacrifice began to move.
The person in charge of guarding the area blew a sharp whistle, and everyone rushed forward, including those present and those who had not come out to participate in the ritual.
Before taking action, Shi Xuan had already inquired about their situation. The one with the highest cultivation level here was the priestess who was presiding over the ritual at the front.
The cultivation world is not a place where numbers matter. Even if everyone rushed forward, they would still be no match for a casual strike from a high-level cultivator.
Seeing that the attacking enemy was too powerful and they could not defeat them, the person who was blowing the whistle changed the whistle.
Upon hearing the new instructions, the Wu tribe members sprang into action, seemingly intending to form some kind of magical formation to fight the enemy as a group.
But Shi Xuan would never give them such a chance. As soon as he drew his sword, the Wu Clan fell down in droves.
Before long, everyone here was beaten down until only the witch remained.
As an old man collapsed, Shi Xuan heard him call out the witch's name, "Aiza."
Shi Xuan turned to look at Lu Shenzhi speechlessly. So the other person's name was "Ayza", not some "trash"!
After many years, Lu Shenzhi and Aiza faced off for the first time.
Aiza, who had become the chieftain of the Witch Clan, looked at Lu Shenzhi with surprise. It was obvious that she recognized him at first glance.
“You’re still alive,” she murmured to herself. “It shouldn’t be like this. You shouldn’t still be alive.”
Even though Lu Shenzhi always maintained a composed demeanor, he was somewhat unsettled at this moment.
"I have never met you before, nor do I have any grudge against you. Why did you attack me?" Lu Shenzhi asked the question that he had always found difficult to understand.
Over the years, Lu Shenzhi had thought about this question countless times, but he couldn't figure it out.
Shi Xuan did not forget the danger posed by the person in front of her. As Lu Shenzhi asked her question, she rushed forward and swung her sword at Aiza.
Aiza had no chance to answer Lu Shenzhi's question. If Shi Xuan's sword had struck her, she would have lost half her life.
She immediately dodged and summoned her defensive artifact.
At the same time, she raised her left arm, revealing a string of silver bells adorned with red.
That's exactly what Li Jun described!
Aiza swung her left arm, and the string of silver bells jingled.
With this sound, those who hear it will become disoriented, affected by the sound of silver bells, and briefly lose consciousness.
However, once this tactic was employed, it was already destined to fail.
The reason why Lu Shenzhi was able to be deceived for a moment was because Lu Shenzhi only had the cultivation level of Golden Core at that time.
Now that he has already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and Shi Xuan is a cultivator at the Void Refining stage, how could they be disturbed by a string of silver bells?
Moreover, even if their cultivation level was insufficient, Li Jun, the creator of the silver bell, had already told them how to deal with the sound of the bell.
Aiza looked at her tribesmen lying on the ground, her eyes filled with despair.
At this moment, facing three sword cultivators with such formidable martial prowess, even with their powerful witchcraft, the Wu Clan had no chance of survival!
For the first time in thirty years, Aiza felt regret for what she had done.
At this moment, an old man who was lying on the ground completely unable to resist suddenly sighed and said weakly, "Aiza, give it back to him."
Upon hearing this, all three people, including Lu Shenzhi, were completely bewildered, not knowing what he was talking about.
What do you mean by "return it to him"? You mean return it to Lu Shenzhi, right? So, what did Aiza take from Lu Shenzhi?
Aiza opened her mouth with difficulty, "No..."
She uttered a single word, but here, she had clearly lost the ability to resist.
The altar was destroyed, and the almost successful lunar blood sacrifice was ruined by them.
The ground was littered with their tribesmen, oblivious to their fate, watching helplessly as they realized they had no way out...
For decades, they hadn't come looking for us, but for some reason, they suddenly appeared this time. Could this be fate?!
Aiza stared intently at Lu Shenzhi, gritting her teeth as she said, "I hate myself. Why was I so soft-hearted back then? Why didn't I kill you? Not killing you is the biggest regret of my life!"
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