You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 211 Sacrifice
No one knows better than the old witch doctor whether the selection of the next generation of witch doctors is the choice of the ancestors. Because of this, he also knows that a non-witch doctor cannot control the power of the ancestors.

How can a body that has never used spiritual energy master the use of spiritual energy in a short period of time?

When the old witch saw a black eagle-like monster rushing out from the Hantian Cliff monster tribe, his face changed slightly, his black robe rustled, and his long hair flew backwards.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the demon race to use the spiritual charm of ancestors without being a shaman priest. Not only is the cost of doing so very high, but more importantly, it is impossible for ordinary people to directly become a medium!
In order to carry the spiritual charm of the ancestors, some rituals need to be performed. Just as [Hua] has now reluctantly taken over the position of the shaman of the Beixue tribe, it is impossible for him to exert the same strength of spiritual charm as he does now, and he has not even mastered the methods of using many secret techniques.

But [Black Hawk] did it, and even summoned a blizzard of great intensity, causing the sky and the earth to change color!
"The new witch priest of Hantian Cliff is determined to destroy Beixue."

The old witch sighed softly and raised the witch staff in his hand high. Suddenly, the blizzard was blocked as if it had touched an invisible film. A surface condensed from water mist blocked the North Snow Tribe and the [Black Hawk]. It seemed as if an interface that cut through the sky and the earth divided the two areas into two large areas. On one side, there was wind, snow and hail raging, while on the other side, there was peace and harmony, and the raging fire was gradually dying down.

The ancestor of the Northern Boundary human race is not just one person, and the ancestral tablet currently standing in the center of the altar of the Beixue tribe has the four words "Master Yuanchu" engraved on it.

In the memories passed down from generation to generation by witches and priests, the four human ancestors who sealed the Northern Realm, led by Master Yuanchu, once subdued a Demon King!
When it comes to the strength of the main tribe members, the human race may indeed be far inferior to the demon race, but if it comes to inheritance, the demon race is slightly inferior.

Following the thought, the old witch's staff passed by. The tip of the long black staff that looked like a spear, a gun, and a staff seemed to reach into the water, gently wiping it in the air, creating invisible ripples.

hum-

In an instant, the interface fluctuated, and the blizzard collapsed instantly. The [Black Hawk] with its wings spread was still crying to the sky. After being swept by the wave, its smile disappeared like ashes. At the last moment when its consciousness completely collapsed, it widened its eyes and said, "How is this possible?"

All the monsters were horrified when they saw this scene. Only [Feng] chuckled, glanced at the black blood flowing from the corner of the old witch's mouth, and called out loudly: "The witch of the Beixue tribe is about to die. I will grant the brave a power that is not weaker than what [Black Hawk] just summoned. As long as you kill the guy below, your name will be left on the third line of the Frost Sky Monument!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone realized that the old witch's aura was different from before, and the oppressive feeling that was pouring down from the sky was much smaller.

If we could control the power that [Black Hawk] just exerted, we might be able to defeat the opponent.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the power controlled by [Black Hawk] was actually very strong, but he failed to use it well and was easily killed by the opponent.

If I were to do it myself, the result would definitely be different!

Furthermore, those who can leave their names on the Hantian Monument are not ordinary people. They must have made significant contributions to the inheritance of the Demon King of Hantian Cliff. It is said that the demons whose names are left on the Hantian Monument may still be revived!

Realizing this, a high-level demon beast, a one-eyed snow owl, suddenly flew out of the formation, hung its head and hovered beside [Wind], respectfully, with a glimmer of expectation in the corner of its eyes: "Please [Wind], the witch priest, grant me great power!"

He is the patriarch of the one-eyed snow owl clan in Hantian Cliff. He entered the high-level demon level in his early years, which is equivalent to the steel bone level of humans. He is one of the strongest demons in Hantian Cliff and is much stronger than the [Black Hawk].

To have reached this point is almost the pinnacle of the Northern Realm. In an era without spiritual charm, the high-level demon level, or the steel bone level of the human race, is the limit of the locals.

As for the Heaven Chosen Ones breaking through this realm, it was because they were able to respond to the various inheritances and obtain the hard-won spiritual charm. However, this matter has not been confirmed, and they have not seen the spiritual charm with their own eyes before. They only speculated on the uniqueness of the Heaven Chosen Ones' inheritance.

And now, the great chosen demon [Wind] who inherited the position of the witch priest is actually willing to bestow the power that only the witch priest can accept. This is undoubtedly a breakthrough in the rules of the Northern Realm, equivalent to sowing an oasis in the desert!

The one-eyed Snow Owl leader was in high spirits, waiting for the blessing of [Wind] with a humble and eager mood. The other party glanced at him and nodded: "Not bad, your aptitude is much stronger than [Black Hawk], and you can control more spiritual charm."

[Wind] waved with his hand, and a wave of spiritual energy surged from the direction of the sky and the Hantian Cliff, rushing into the leader's body along with the strong wind.

A momentum that was even more powerful than the [Black Hawk] at its peak state just now surged up. The hesitant monsters were amazed and regretful. Why didn't they rush up first?
At this moment, even the old witch in front of the Beixue tribe frowned slightly, and his chest rose and fell with his breathing.

The means that [Feng] possesses are beyond imagination. He can actually mobilize the spiritual charm left by the Demon King [Cang] in Hantian Cliff to those demon bloodlines at will?
How can this be.

If this were really possible, wouldn't Hantian Cliff have unified the Northern Territory long ago?
Every inheritance left behind by everyone from ancient times is surging. Those demon kings and the ancestors of the human race have left behind a spiritual charm that is almost equivalent to a vast ocean for the Northern Realm today.

Even the inheritance of spiritual charm arranged by Master Yuanchu is immeasurable, but it is a pity that there are too many restrictions, and it is impossible for one person to borrow all of the spiritual charm.

Witch sacrifices are also passed down from generation to generation. One needs to digest a huge system of secret techniques in the mind so that at the moment of sacrificing oneself, one can use the spiritual charm left by the ancestors to unleash terrible power.

How could it be like [Wind], where whoever comes up can control the spiritual charm left by their ancestors just by calling the police?

Even if they are just low-level manipulators who are exposed to spiritual energy for the first time, as long as they burst out at will, they will have to consume a similar amount of spiritual energy to resist.

The old witch is well aware of the horror of the wanton explosion of spiritual energy. If the thousands of demons before him can become the inheritors of the spiritual energy power of their ancestors, and one of them explodes, Beixue will surely die!

"It seems that this battle is more difficult than I thought."

A crack appeared at the corner of his mouth, and black blood flowed out, dripping along the tip of his chin onto the bare ground.

At this time, the one-eyed snow owl has condensed a new storm, and a spherical wind field surrounds itself. Its momentum is far greater than that of the [Black Hawk]. The catastrophe of the Northern Snow is about to come!
"Sacrifice, hold back all the monsters in Hantian Cliff, buy a few days, and force Beixue's people to leave here and migrate south."

With his final murmurs, the old witch closed his eyes and placed himself in the storm that had already destroyed the city walls. His body turned into a white cocoon of light, standing still like a mountain.

In an instant, white light shone brightly, and he was as dazzling as the rising sun. [Feng] was the first to change color, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

(End of this chapter)