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The faint flickering light of Shanbao made Uro's heart beat faster, and his eyes revealed excitement:

"Maybe... Shanbao needs more blood!"

Shali also nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it seems that this is the best way at the moment."

Although he felt a little uneasy, for the future of the tribe, he had no choice but to believe in this mountain treasure.

After the three of them reached a consensus, they began hunting frantically in the mountains and forests like hungry wolves.

As time went on, more and more blood and corpses of wild animals were piled up around Shanbao.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, making people sick.

Stimulated by the large number of sacrifices, Shanbao shone brightly, and the blood-red light was like a ball of blazing flame.

When the carcasses of the prey gathered into a small hill, the three men had not rested for several days and nights and were exhausted.

At this moment, Maha suddenly felt something flash before his eyes.

He tried hard to see clearly: "It seems... something is floating on the mountain."

Kshatriya and Maha also followed his gaze and said, "I seem to see it too, but it seems there is nothing."

Uro scratched his head, looking puzzled: "Why didn't I see it?"

Blood vessels.

Except for those who have practiced the two bodies of Breath and Element, no one else can see it.

Maha and Kshatriya were able to perceive it because they were born with wisdom.

In the past, this blood vessel could absorb the essence of all things.

At this moment, under the influence of a large number of sacrifices, it began to give back to the three people.

Suddenly, an inexplicable chill rose from the soles of my feet and penetrated into my bones.

The three of them only felt something suddenly inserted into their bodies.

The feeling was sharp and cold, like a cluster of sharp arrows coming from deep in the mountains.

Uro's body jolted violently, and his eyes widened instantly.

Shali clenched his teeth and subconsciously covered his chest with his hands.

Maha let out a muffled groan, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his face was twisted into a ball.

Then they began to struggle in pain.

Their bodies seemed to be torn apart and reassembled, their bones made crackling sounds, and their muscles suffered great pain from twisting and stretching.

But before long, the pain gradually subsided.

Uro opened his eyes slightly, with traces of pain still in his eyes, but more of surprise and curiosity.

He silently felt the changes in his body in his heart, and a powerful feeling he had never experienced before arose spontaneously.

"I want to see what I have gained after all this effort..."

Uro's voice was filled with excitement and anticipation.

He walked towards the towering tree not far away that was so tall that it took seven or eight people to hug it.

The big tree has lush branches and leaves, and its thick trunk stands there like a small mountain.

Uro came under the tree, hugged the trunk tightly with both hands, and planted his feet firmly on the ground.

He gritted his teeth and roared in anger.

He exerted force with his arms, leaned his body backward, and actually pulled up the tree by its roots!

The tree roots were pulled out of the ground along with large pieces of soil, and the surrounding ground shook.

"What a powerful force!" Maha couldn't help but shout loudly when he saw Uro's feat.

Shali also took a step forward excitedly, his body tense.

The next moment, it rushed out like a flash of black lightning and slammed heavily into a huge rock.

There was a loud bang, and rocks and dirt flew everywhere, with smoke and dust filling the air.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the huge rock was broken into pieces by Shali's punch.

"This... this power is beyond imagination!"

Uro looked at the scene in front of him with his mouth open.

After a long time, the three of them finally calmed down again.

Wu Luo said directly and decisively: "This mountain treasure...maybe our people can also share this power."

"Only in this way can we become stronger!"

Chali raised his head, as if thinking about the pros and cons of Uro's words.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Although the power that Shanbao brings us is powerful, it may also be full of dangers."

"Let's take a look first."

Maha shook his head and said, "We can ask the old man."

After a brief silence, the three of them

There was a flash of determination in Uro's eyes: "Well, then ask the old man."

"If there are no problems, I will lead everyone to worship the mountain treasure."

After the three of them reached a temporary consensus, they quickly headed towards the tribe.

When the three returned to the tribe, the tribesmen saw them coming back and gathered around them.

Uro generously distributed the mountain of prey he was dragging behind him to each family.

Kshatriya and Maha looked at each other, and suddenly they felt helpless.

But now it seems that it’s nothing.

After all, with the power of Shanbao, there will be no shortage of food in the future.

After pulling Wu Luo away, they went straight to the tribe elder Atu.

He also told him in detail about the discovery of mountain treasures in the mountains and the process of gaining strength through sacrifices.

Ah Tu listened quietly, without much change in expression on his face.

After listening to the three people's stories, Ah Tu nodded and stood up: "Take me to see the mountain treasure and the place of sacrifice."

A Tu is the common elder of the three of them, and they all respect A Tu very much.

Moreover, the previous sacrifice was also proposed by Atu.

Without much hesitation, they carried Atu directly to where the treasure was.

Atu's back was slightly hunched, and he stopped in front of Shanbao.

He slowly bent down, his eyes fixed on Shanbao.

His eyes wandered over the surface of the mountain treasure, trying to interpret something from the light.

Everyone held their breath, quietly waiting for Atu's discovery.

After a moment, Ah Tu straightened up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"This... this should be... a god." Atu's voice trembled slightly, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

"What is a god?" Wu Luo was already full of curiosity and expectation about Shanbao, and now he couldn't wait to ask.

Atu tilted his head slightly, glanced at Wu Luo, and then said slowly: "Rain is sent by the gods, thunder is struck by the gods, and snow is also sent by the gods."

After hearing this, Ula, Shali and Maha all frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

They tried hard to imagine the God that Atu mentioned, what a powerful and mysterious existence that was.

"But this god, I don't know what abilities he has." Atu's voice sounded again, and he shook his head slightly.

After hearing this, the three of them suddenly understood.

Then, they all turned their eyes to Shanbao again.

At this moment, the expressions they looked at Shanbao suddenly became much more respectful.

Ah Tu raised his head slightly, looking over the crowd, as if recalling the distant past, and then slowly spoke:

"When I was young, I heard about a tribe that was offering sacrifices to the gods."

Ulla, Shali and Maha were originally very curious about the mountain treasures.

Hearing Atu's words, he immediately pricked up his ears.

Atu paused, then continued, "And the people of that tribe seemed to have the power to easily kill the mountain god later on."

"What?" The three of them blurted out almost at the same time, with shock on their faces.

After all, in their perception, the power of the mountain god is extremely terrifying.

Now they heard that there was a tribe that could easily kill the mountain god. How could they not be shocked?

A Tu looked at the reactions of the three people and nodded slightly, as if he had already anticipated their performance.

He added: "For the gods, we must perform more solemn sacrifices to express our awe and devotion to them."

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"Only in this way can the gods continue to bless our tribe and grant us more power."

"Because... the god of that tribe is worshipped with the blood of the mountain god!"

Uro, Shali and Maha looked at each other. They felt the importance of the mountain god's blood from Atu's words.

Uro straightened up and said respectfully, "We understand. We will do as you say."

Ah Tu nodded: "Hmm..."

"But offering sacrifices to the gods is not just for the three of you. You need to get more people involved so that you can gain more powerful power."

Hearing this, Maha frowned and couldn't help but say, "But... if we want more people in the tribe to participate in the sacrifice, we must make up a convincing origin for this mountain treasure..."

"Otherwise, why would the tribesmen be willing to do it?"

Shali also nodded: "We have to give an explanation to the tribesmen, otherwise the sacrifice will not be able to proceed smoothly."

Ah Tu nodded slightly, the wrinkles on his face deepening a little in agreement.

He slowly said, "That's right. This god's power is so strong, he must have an extraordinary origin."

Atu's voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

Shali leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up: "In my opinion, it is said that it is the sun that lost its light and the Fallen Desert became like this."

"Good idea!" A gleam of light flashed in Maha's eyes and a rare smile appeared on his face.

He stood up and paced back and forth, saying as he walked: "Then only blood can restore it to its former glory."

"In this way, the tribesmen will be willing to offer sacrifices in order to make the sun shine again."

Ah Tu nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face:

“This is a great idea!”

"With this statement, the tribesmen will surely be in awe of the mountain treasure, and the sacrificial ceremony will proceed smoothly."

There was a hint of relief in Atu's voice.

After the four of them reached a consensus, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

They knew that this fabricated origin would become the most important reason for the tribe to worship the "God of Heaven".

The next morning, snow continued to fall.

After several years, Atu climbed onto the campfire platform in the center of the tribe again.

His back was slightly bent, but he still exuded an unquestionable majesty.

After standing still, Ah Tu slowly glanced at the tribesmen gathered below the stage.

Below the stage, the tribesmen were either standing or sitting, their eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety.

After all, the last time the elder took the stage was because wild beasts killed more than a dozen of their tribesmen who were out hunting.

Ah Tu cleared his throat and said, "My tribesmen, the reason why the sun has not risen these days is because the sun has fallen."

After saying that, Atu sighed softly.

When the tribesmen heard this, they were immediately in an uproar and started whispering to each other.

A young tribesman asked loudly with fear in his tone: "What should we do? Without the sun's light, how can we survive?"

Ah Tu raised his hand slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.

He continued, "Don't panic. God has mercy on us and left us a glimmer of hope."

The tribesmen's originally tense expressions eased a little, but there was still a trace of doubt.

Ah Tu raised his head slightly, looked at the distant sky covered by clouds, and continued:

"What has fallen is only the old sun. A new sun is about to rise in the sky and cover the earth."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned at first, and then the worry on their faces gradually dissipated, replaced by a glimmer of hope.

Some people couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, as if the tense strings in their hearts had finally relaxed.

Atu looked at everyone's reactions and nodded slightly.

He paused, then continued, "The riot in the mountains a few days ago was caused by the setting sun."

Hearing this, the tribesmen's faces changed slightly again, and a hint of fear flashed in their eyes.

The strange movement that came from the mountain a few days ago seemed to still echo in their ears.

Even if I am not there in person, I can still feel the tribe dozens of miles away.

They could also clearly feel the earth shaking, and the inexplicable pressure made everyone feel terrified.

Ula, Shali and Maha stood in the crowd, their eyes revealing a hint of recognition.

After all, they were the first to notice something strange in the mountain, and they were also the ones who witnessed many mountain gods fighting for the mountain treasures.

Ah Tu cleared his throat and said, "The three most powerful hunters in our tribe happened to go into the mountains at that time."

His gaze moved slowly, and finally fell on Ula, Shali and Maha.

The tribesmen's eyes also turned to the three people, with curious expressions on their faces.

Ah Tu nodded slightly and continued, "It just so happens that they discovered the sun that had lost its brilliance..."

"And now...only blood can restore the power of the sun to this mountain treasure."

Ah Tu's voice became more solemn, as if he was reading out God's will: "And the sun will also share its light with us!"

"As long as we offer sincere sacrifices and enough blood, the sun will shine again, and our tribe will prosper."

"Now!"

"The three most powerful hunters in our tribe have been blessed by the sun!"

Following Atu's gaze, Wu Luo walked to a huge rock.

That stone was even bigger than a hundred of himself.

Uro took a deep breath and gripped the edge of the stone tightly with both hands.

His muscles bulged instantly, veins popping out.

With a low roar, he exerted his strength suddenly and actually lifted the huge stone.

"This is the power that the sun gives me!" Uro shouted, "Everyone! You can have it too!"

"Everyone! We can have it too!" When the tribesmen saw this, the worry on their faces was immediately replaced by enthusiasm.

"For the sun! For the tribe!" a tribesman shouted first.

"For the sun! For the tribe!" Everyone responded, their voices resounding through the sky. (End of this chapter)