Immemorial War God

To put it bluntly, this kind of foreign force was here to suck the blood out of the local Star Imprint Warriors, but the local forces were helpless against it. So what if they could beat them?    

    

In other words, the natives would automatically exclude these foreign forces. They would ignore them and act as if they had no power over them.    

    

Fortunately, this kind of external force had always kept their peace with the local forces. Even if they had a dispute, it would still be a fair solution.    

    

This kind of power was very common, at this moment, Mo Feng was starting to suspect if the Mo family was also a power from the outside. Although the external forces had the support of the main branch, if the passageway was broken, it would be useless. It would only be a sacrificial altar.    

    

The sacrificial altar was the most important thing for communicating with the main vein. Without the altar, the main vein would not be able to produce any powerful existences, and the external forces would not be able to send the message to the main vein, as the universe was too big, not to mention the Heavenly Monarch, they would not even be able to travel to every corner of the universe.    

    

According to the people's memories in the painting, the Mo family had a sacrificial altar, and the secret realm was obviously an ancient battlefield. Could it be that the Mo family was an external force that fought with the local forces, resulting in the extermination of the Mo family?    

    

A hint of obscurity flashed across his eyes. These were just speculation. If he wanted to know about these things, he would have to make a trip to the ancient clan. Only they would be able to grasp this ancient information.    

    

He continued to look at the altar. He couldn't hurry with these things, he first had to see how the ceremony was conducted.    

    

"Everyone." A group of higher ups of the geotextile stood in front of the altar, looking at the people in the plaza, one of them stood out and said loudly, Mo Feng slightly squinted his eyes, and saw that the person with the eighth level of geotextile was the Li Clan Chief.    

    

Today is the greatest day of our clan, and it is also the most joyous day. Today, we can finally communicate with our ancestors and talk to them.    

    

His voice spread throughout the plaza. The people of the Li Clan began to become excited as their blood boiled.    

    

"A month ago, our ancestors even sent a message that, in addition to the Holy Maiden, there will be five more geniuses who will be chosen to study in the main bloodline!"    

    

"Enter the main artery for further study!"    

    

"Five spots!"    

    

"So it's like that. I must win these five spots!"    

    

"This is an excellent opportunity. I will definitely be in the quota. Even the Holy Maiden will be mine!"    

    

"This is actually real, I must enter the main vein to cultivate. The main vein has many peerless geniuses, I must marry them and give birth to many many children!"    

    

Perhaps they had already heard the news before, but now that they confirmed it, they were extremely excited. Getting close to the Holy Maiden and entering the main vein to train, that was definitely something they dreamed of. Now they finally had the chance, they would fight for it even if they had to!    

    

"Quiet, quiet!"    

    

The clan leader saw the excitement in everyone's eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. He waved his hand and said.    

    

"Let's hold a sacrificial ceremony first, then let our ancestors choose the genius!"    

    

"Yes, we welcome the ancestors!"    

    

Everyone shouted in excitement as their faces flushed red.    

    

Mo Feng frowned, his face darkened. Invite the ancestor to come? Damn, it can't be this bad, right? If there really was an expert that was invited, then the risk of him being exposed is too high. We have invited at least Heavenly Completion Stage, and the expert that can't be invited is still geotextile.    

    

The situation wasn't good, Mo Feng was already regretting coming here. Looking left and right, he quietly retreated.    

    

"Hey, Zheng Peng, where are you going?"    

    

Suddenly, a voice rang out. Mo Feng's body stiffened, and turned his head to look at Li Dongfeng with a puzzled expression. His stiff face immediately revealed a trace of a smile, and he said:    

    

"Brother Dongfeng, I don't have any confidence in myself. I'd better go and rest." While he was speaking, he was cursing in his heart. Why were you staring at him for so long? Aren't you trying to get excited about him?    

    

"Ahh, Zhengpeng, how did you become so timid and so lacking in confidence? You are one of the few geniuses in our clan. Don't worry, you will definitely have a chance." Li Dong Feng walked up and pulled Mo Feng, and advised sincerely.    

    

"You don't miss us. We are already old and don't have much potential left. If you still don't go, it would be a waste."    

    

"Don't worry, we'll support you!"    

    

Amongst them, Li Zhengpeng had the highest talent and had the highest chance of getting a placing. If Li Zhengpeng were to become successful, then they would be honorable and would receive many benefits.    

    

"Damn."    

    

Mo Feng cursed in his heart, but he could only force out a smile on his face, and lightly nodded his head as he walked back.    

    

"That's right." Li Dong Feng patted Mo Feng's shoulders and continued to encourage him.    

    

Looking at the sacrificial altar, Mo Feng sighed in his heart. Now, he could only take one step at a time, at worst, he would just not go up to participate, even if he had to participate, he would just admit defeat.    

    

On the altar, the patriarch led a group of higher-ups to begin their preparations. With a solemn expression, he turned around to look at the altar and spoke in a clear voice.    

    

"We invite the Holy Maiden to descend!"    

    

Mo Feng frowned, he looked up at the sky, there were so many people inviting the Holy Maiden, how could this Holy Maiden's position be this high?    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

The sky shook, and a white figure appeared, like a fairy descending to the mortal world, slowly descending. Because her face was facing the altar, Mo Feng was unable to see her appearance.    

    

"Welcome, Holy Maiden!"    

    

Everyone in the plaza cupped their fists in respect, they were extremely respectful to the Holy Maiden. Mo Feng also cupped his fists, he shook his head, the position of the Holy Maiden was too high.    

    

The Holy Maiden landed in front of the altar and did not turn around.    

    

Everyone stood up straight, and the higher ups on the altar began to move. They all raised their hands, and with a twist of their right hands, a sharp sword appeared. The Holy Maiden also did the same.    

    

"The altar!"    

    

With a loud shout from the clan leader, a groove appeared on the altar. A jade pendant flew out from the clan leader's waist and landed on the groove.    

    

"We invite the ancestors to descend!"    

    

After saying this, the chief waved the sword in his right hand, and a bloody wound appeared on his palm. The rest of the clan members also began to move, slicing flesh and bleeding blood.    

    

"Thump."    

    

The Holy Maiden and the other higher-ups pointed their hands at the altar, causing blood to spurt out and fall onto the jade pendant. The jade pendant was absorbing the blood frantically, turning red.