After Feng Jiuyou and the others rested at the lake for the night, they set off again the next day.

"Master, ma'am, look here."

Darkly pointed to a somewhat moist earth, with some large and small footprints on it.

"There are people on this island."

"There are people on this island."

The two said in unison.

"Follow the footprints."

Feng Jiuyou had speculated before that there would be some isolated tribes living somewhere.

It wasn't until she saw these footprints that her guess was confirmed.

The further they went, the more sparse the trees and vegetation became, and the terrain became flatter.

As they approached the edge of the woods, they heard a banging sound.

Feng Jiuyou used the spiritual realm to envelop everyone for the first time, avoiding being discovered by those people.

In an open clearing, an old man dressed in animal skins, with his hair disheveled, and a scepter in his hand, went up to the altar.

The altar was filled with all kinds of sacrificial utensils.

The altar was filled with men and women dressed in animal skin clothes and animal skin skirts.

They were solemn and solemn.

When the old man raised the scepter in his hand.

The people below began to let out an unknown shout, and then they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the altar.

The old man on the altar closed his eyes and looked very reverent.

It was a moment before he opened his eyes and faced his people.

"Offerings."

The old man's voice was hoarse, but full of energy.

The old man's voice just fell. There was a roar of cheers from under the altar.

"Hey, hey, haha......"

At the same time, many torches were lit around the altar, and the flames illuminated the entire altar.

At the same time, several tall men carried a wild boar to the altar.

The people below followed the warriors, their eyes full of admiration.

The old priest, who was more than half a hundred years old, looked like a torch, and did not look like an old man in his twilight years, looking at something on the altar and shouting loudly.

"May our people live on from generation to generation."

"Wow-wow-wow-la-......"

"Gurgling ......"

"Master, I can still understand the old man's words, what do those people in the audience mean?"

Dark One asked curiously.

"It's also the first time I've known that in addition to the Three Kingdoms, there is such an existence in an unknown place."

"Get up."

The old priest looked at the people under the platform and raised his hand.

"This sacrifice is a complete success, and the wise man will lead the people to pass it on from generation to generation."

The old man stood on the altar and looked in the direction where Feng Jiuyou was, looking excited.

"After so many years, it's finally coming."

Then he shouted:

"Warriors, please greet our wise man, who will lead us to create new homes and rebuild our great tribe."

Feng Jiu Youyan looked straight at the old man when he heard this, this person still has some ability, and he can actually see them.

"Let's get out."

"Lord...... Master...... Are we really going? ”

Shen Han looked at those sturdy men and said with some concern.

"They're strong, and I don't want you to risk it with two cubs."

"It's okay, they won't hurt us."

Feng Jiuyou said with a smile, she felt the kindness emanating from the old man.

"Let's go......"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jiuyou took the lead and walked out.

Their figures are completely exposed in front of people.

The old man on the altar suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction where Feng Jiuyou was.

"Greetings to the wise."

Even the dense crowd in the audience also knelt down and kowtowed.

"Wow, wow, wow, ......"

"Ah......h

(End of chapter)