Therefore, the one hundred and twenty-seven Yin clansmen who are qualified to enter the Zongmiao are all strong, and the yin and evil qi exuded from their bodies is extremely strong, and the evil qi and blood qi are mixed together, like a sharp sword blade, forcing Yin Xuege to feel that his whole body is like a knife cut, and he can't help frowning.

After this, it is the clansmen of the Yin people's 'extreme' generation.

The elders of the Yin clan, they spend most of their time sleeping in coffins.

The elders of the Dizi generation, they form the Elder Group, the highest authority of the Yin family, adjudicating major disputes of the family, controlling the direction of the family's development, and at the same time responsible for the diplomatic relations between the family and other blood demon clans.

Needless to say, the clansmen of the unwritten generation are at an age when their strength is rapidly increasing, and they are in retreat and penance, and basically do not care about family affairs.

As for the Yin clansmen of the extreme generation, such as Yin Jihuang and Yin Jiyan, they are in charge of the actual authority of the family, and all the affairs and palaces are under their control. For the clansmen of the extreme generation, entering the temple to participate in the family ancestor worship ceremony has an extraordinary significance. This represents their influence within the family and what the patriarchs and elders of the family think of them!

"Yin Jihuang!"

As expected by Yin Xuege, the first person to step into the temple was the first Yin Jihuang of the Yin family.

"Yin Jishuo!"

This is the seventh person of the Yin clan, the master of the Yin clan, who is responsible for recording the merits of the clansmen and awarding grade points or various awards.

"Yin Jixuan!"

This is the eleventh person of the Yin clan, the master of the Yin clan's internal affairs hall, responsible for all the affairs within the Yin clan, managing countless blood servants, blood slaves, and even the internal guards of the Yin clan are also in his hands. Others, such as the expansion and repair of the Yin city-state, are also in charge of him alone.

One after another, the clansmen of the Yin clan walked into the temple, but Yin Xuege never heard Yin Jiyan's name!

In the end, there were exactly thirty-six people of the Jizi generation who stepped into the Yin clan's temple! They were either the lords of a hall, or the chief deacons, or the commanders of a certain Yin army, and so on. But among these people, there is no Blood War Hall Lord Yin Jiyao, nor is there any Foreign Affairs Hall Lord Yin Jiliao!

"Wait here, after the ancestor worship ceremony, the Yin clan's annual martial arts ceremony, start immediately! During the ancestor worship ceremony, it is strictly forbidden to make noise, and those who violate the order will be severely punished!"

Yin Xuege looked back, and he happened to see Yin Tianxuan striding into the temple with a strange smile. The dark gate of the Zongmiao closed heavily behind him, and three hundred and sixty Yin warriors wearing blood-colored armor slowly walked behind the gate of the Zongmiao, firmly guarding the door.

Without Yin Jiyan, there is indeed no him!

Without Yin Jixuan, there is no him!

Yin Xuege smiled knowingly, this can be regarded as an explanation of himself by the elders of the Yin clan? Yin Xuege exhaled heavily, as if he had spit out all the grievances of these years. He turned his head and followed the Yin Tianjue and other elders of his family who danced and bowed in front of him, and bowed to the many heavens, earth, ghosts, gods and ancestors of his family step by step.

Mountains of incense, candles, and paper money were lit in a huge three-legged bronze dome, and the flames rose to the sky, and countless paper money and cigarette ash were washed up by the heat and floated high into the air with the wind. The sound of bells and drums was endless, and the sound of chanting sounded in all directions, and the patriarchs of the Yin Tianjue and other families threw a prayer written by themselves into the Yuanding for incineration, in order to comfort the ancestors of the family and pray for the protection of the ancestors.

Yin Xuege, who was in a happy mood, was busy in the temple, but in the square outside the temple, Yin Jiyan's fair-skinned handsome face had turned dead gray!

Since he took charge of the Blood War Palace, he has never been absent from the annual ancestor worship ceremony for decades! He is the concubine of the Yin clan, he is in a high position, he has mastered all the external armed forces of the Yin clan, and he is an indispensable member of the core power circle of the Yin clan.

But today, he suffered a great humiliation, he was actually ruthlessly driven out of the ranks of ancestor worshippers! He is not even as good as Yin Xuege, the lucky little guy! Countless clansmen in the square are secretly looking at Yin Jiyan, and all kinds of eyes are like countless flying knives whistling in, piercing Yin Jiyan's face with burning skin, piercing his self-esteem like a fragile balloon!

He even hallucinated, and he seemed to hear whispered snickering from some of the clansmen who were on the wrong side of the clan with him!

Although he knew that no one dared to make a sound during the ancestor worship ceremony in the temple, he still felt that he did hear laughter.

Streams of hot blood rushed straight to the brain, although the blood demon clan can be regarded as cold-blooded animals in a sense, they rarely have emotions out of control, but Yin Jiyan's eyes were blackened at this moment, his heart was beating violently, his blood pressure was rising rapidly, and the furious anger in his heart had turned into monstrous anger, and he had to find a target to vent.

Yin Xuejiao stood behind Yin Jiyan, he looked at his father's blue-gray face tremblingly, his heart was up and down, and he didn't know what he was thinking in a mess. What does it mean that his father was actually excluded from the ancestor worship queue?

His father had already lost the trust of the patriarchs of the family, and was about to lose the power in his hands? If he didn't have power, then where could he still get additional cultivation resources, and how could he still have the same fast cultivation speed as before? Wasn't his future, his future, all ruined?

Suddenly, Yin Jiyan grabbed Yin Xuejiao's shoulder, and his strong fingers grabbed his shoulder blades with a 'click' sound.

In the severe pain, Yin Xuejiao, who did not dare to scream, heard his father's subtle voice like an ant: "Later, at the martial arts ceremony, only victory is allowed, not defeat! The childish son of the family is the first in martial arts, you must take it from me! If you fail, you will no longer be my son! Your younger brother will take your place! His mother will also take your mother's place!"

Yin Xuejiao's hairs stood up one by one, and the sharp pain in his shoulders made him gasp. He looked up, glared at his father fiercely, and nodded vigorously.

More than an hour later, the ancestor worship ceremony of the Yin clan ended.

All the Yin people who participated in the ancestor worship ceremony walked out of the temple, the bell tower in the east and the drum tower in the west rang at the same time, Yin Tianxuan walked slowly in front of everyone, and then waved his arm vigorously.

There was a burst of light shining in the square in front of the temple, and many Yin people scattered around.

With a low roar, a metal ring with a length of two hundred meters and a height of ten meters slowly rose from the ground.

Yin Tianxuan's voice resounded throughout the audience: "Don't talk nonsense, follow the rules of previous years! The Yin clan's martial arts ceremony will start immediately!"