Time flies quickly, and in a flash, the tribe's year-end sacrifice arrives.

On this day, the whole family rejoiced. Young and old, all of them got up early, dressed in new clothes that they were reluctant to wear, and were busy with joy and excitement, working together to prepare all kinds of facilities and items needed for the Great Sacrifice.

The huge sacrificial altar on the top of the tribe's mountain had long been built, and now the corpses of the giant beasts that had been neatly arranged were displayed behind the sacrificial altar, layered like mountains. And on the sacrificial table were a pair of cleaned fangs, which were taken from the behemoths, and were the best sacrifices. Among them were the teeth of the white dragons that Xue Wushu led the people to hunt.

At the beginning of the Great Sacrifice, Xue Wushu followed these natives to carry out activities. At the end, after the key ritual of the sacrifice, suddenly the entire sacrificial platform was covered by a golden light falling from the sky, and a figure exuding dazzling brilliance came out of the golden pillar of light.

Xue Wushu learned from the rest of the people to kneel on the ground, but his eyes were still focused on the front. This is the "void" of the gods in this direction? Looking at its outfit, it is not much different from the natives here, and the breath on its body is also contained but not released, but it still has the realm of a powerful person. Xue Wushu could even feel that the other party should not be able to reach the consummation of the mighty, and there was no sign of conformity.

This is the first time I have come face to face with the Desert people. It feels very wonderful, Xue Wushu noticed from the first time this "void" appeared, and it seemed that the other party had some kind of connection with him. In the words of a cultivator, there is a "fate". It's weird.

In addition, Xue Wushu's other huge gain this time was that he found out where this "void" was hiding. The source of the golden light was not a certain mezzanine of this plane, but outside the plane! In a fragment that had been fixed in the void where the plane was clinging!

"It's just going to find a place to hide! But to be able to re-consolidate a space in the void, this method will definitely not be something that a powerful person who can't even fit the Dao realm can do. It is estimated that a powerful person of this strength will not stay in the void for a moment or a half, and he will be torn apart.

Besides, where the hell is this guy hiding in the underworld?"

These doubts have not yet been clarified. But now I have some ideas. Little by little, there are not many opportunities like this. Don't mess it up.

When the gods came, the tribe was naturally extremely excited. From the patriarch to the ordinary clansmen, they all trembled with excitement. The wish that has been going on for years has finally come true. Then there is the gift of God, which is a touch of golden light, which greatly improves the cultivation and physique.

In fact, in Xue Wusuan's opinion, what kind of gift is this, it is completely a punishment. The first of the great sacrifices is said to be glorious, but in fact it is a message: our tribe is very strong, the monks are very powerful, and they have great potential!

Strength and potential mean this threat. Honestly, when the "tenants" help harvest the "dealers", they may be able to live a little longer, but if you have to be the first to sacrifice and shoot the first bird, you are reminding the "virtual" that your tribe is already very strong, and it has threatened his management of the "tenants". So, it's time to get ready to clean up. That is, the legendary "beast tide" is approaching.

As for the strengthening of cultivation and physique this time, it is just a matter of making ends meet, and when the beast tide comes, I will know that these enhancements are just a drop in the bucket.

Of course, the beast tide will not come immediately. Maybe ten years, maybe three or five years. Who knows? Anyway, now that he has entered the "void" eye, his destruction is just around the corner.

The golden light is gone, and the miracles are scattered. And that was the end of the Great Sacrifice. Except for Xue Wushu, everyone in the jubilant tribe was encouraged and excited from the bottom of their hearts. Seeing that Xue Wuxuan was a little unsure for a while, he didn't know what to say. Such believers are actually the luck of "gods", but sometimes the fanaticism of believers in the face of false gods is also the saddest.

The days go on. Xue Wushu had stayed in this tribe for more than a year. He now had a vague prestige as a deputy patriarch. But he didn't care at all, Mingli still "lived" as usual, and secretly used the second half of the year to follow the breath on the altar and the coordinates of the golden light that the previous great sacrifice "void" appeared to touch the door of the shelter in the void little by little.

But it's still a bit of a hassle to get a peek in. It's not that I'm worried about the "void" inside, but I'm worried about what kind of hidden defense there will be in the shelter. After all, this shelter was definitely set up by a person whose cultivation was far above the void, and Xue Wushu was not completely sure.

All we can do now is wait and see what happens.

Luck comes.

In the first year and a half of Xue Wushu's integration into the tribe, an old warrior in the tribe had reached the end of his life. Even cultivating to the Human Extreme Realm cannot exceed the limit of lifespan. This is not possible on other planes, but it is normal here. Unless you have the talent to keep your instinct going, if you stop it, you will be held hostage by the longevity to end the foundation of existence. This is also the fundamental reason why the patriarch of the dignified immortal level cultivation would think of cultivating Xue Wushu as his successor. Because even he didn't know how long he could continue to practice. Maybe one day you will wake up and find that you have reached the end of your cultivation, and maybe you will die.

Xue Wushu waited for this moment for a long time. He had targeted the death of the natives many times, but this was the first time he had died of natural causes. Because he found out that the natives who died unexpectedly would be absorbed by the world's origin power in a very short period of time, he would not report to Nadifu at all. Not necessarily, on the other hand, those who died of natural causes.

When the old soldier swallowed his breath, Xue Wushu's divine thoughts firmly followed the old soldier's soul, and even cut out a divine thought attached to the surface of his soul's life soul, and homogenized, hoping to be a guide.

It's risky to do this, but Xue Wushu doesn't have any tricks for the time being. He can only pin his hopes on this, hoping to find a breakthrough.

After a while, the old soldier's soul began to float, and he seemed to sense something, and the expression of the soul was very calm and reverent.

"Did you feel the call of the 'gods'? are the legends in the tribe true?" Xue Wushu said secretly in his heart, remembering a saying in the tribe that he could see the gods after a natural death.

The soul floats higher and higher, which is the opposite of the need for souls to sink after the death of other dimensional beings.

"Hmm, another permanent fragment attached to the void!?How capable is this person?Such extravagance?" Xue Wushu found that the soul of the old soldier had finally entered the underworld, and the underworld was not in this place like the shelter where the "void" had been before.

That's an underworld! It's not a shelter! It can also be put into a plane fragment and hidden in the void for permanence?!

(End of chapter)