Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The Crimson Bone King finally recovered from its shock and roared, "Kill this traitor!!"

The seven tribal kings attacked simultaneously, unleashing torrents of corpse poison and magical power from their bodies.

Three of them pounced on Mo Yuan from the front, their claws tearing through the air, while the other four flanked him from the sides, blocking all of Mo Yuan's escape routes.

The kings of the seven tribes, though they often schemed against each other.

However, when faced with a common threat, their cooperation is seamless.

But Mo Yuan showed no intention of dodging.

It raised its hand, and a silvery-white starlight exploded from its palm, transforming into an arc-shaped light blade that slashed out horizontally.

Where the light blade passed, the air was torn apart with an extremely sharp whistling sound.

The tribal king at the forefront, whose royal body was strong enough to withstand missile bombardment, was less than paper in front of the light blade and was instantly cut off, scales and bones included.

Dark green blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out, staining half of the altar a filthy dark green.

Sold out instantly!

The other tribal kings were taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

They instinctively took a half step back.

But this half step is fatal.

Mo Yuan seized upon this moment of hesitation.

It extended both claws simultaneously, and the ten sharp claws, enhanced by the starlight, extended into a silver-white blade of light. The blade of light drew a strange arc on the altar, slicing past the throats of the two tribal kings.

Two ferocious dog heads rose into the air.

A large amount of blood gushed out.

The two heads were still tumbling in mid-air, their eyes still moving, their mouths still opening and closing, as if trying to let out a final roar.

But before they could land, Mo Yuan had already swept past their corpses.

Its speed was extremely fast.

They were so fast that the tribal kings could only catch a blurry afterimage.

With the addition of tens of thousands of points of agility attribute, Mo Yuan's speed has completely exceeded the perception limit of an eighth-tier creature!

The third tribal king attempted to use the power of corpse poison to create a shield.

The moment the shield materialized in front of it, Mo Yuan's claws pierced its temple from the side.

The head of the Corpse Hound King trembled violently, its two rows of vertical pupils exploded simultaneously, its massive body swayed twice, and then crashed to the ground with a thud.

From Mo Yuan's intervention to the fall of the third tribal king.

It happened in no more than two breaths.

The Crimson Bone King's pupils suddenly contracted into narrow slits. It watched as the three tribal kings were successively slaughtered by Mo Yuan like beasts awaiting slaughter, without even being able to put up a decent resistance.

This is impossible!

It knew Mo Yuan's strength better than anyone else.

Fifty years ago, when Mo Yuan lost to it in the Bone-Eating Ritual, he had only just stepped into the seventh rank.

For the past fifty years, it has lived in seclusion in the heart of the human realm, never daring to use the power of the Corpse Dog Clan to cultivate.

Logically speaking, its strength should only decline.

But now, Mo Yuan's combat power has far exceeded the range of the peak of the eighth rank!

"Inuhou! Stop it!!"

The Crimson Bone Dynasty roared at the Dog King, who was closest to Mo Yuan.

King Inuaki moved.

Its massive body hurtled towards Mo Yuan like a cannonball.

Red Bone King felt a slight sense of relief. Dog King was the strongest warrior in his tribe, more powerful than the other six tribal kings, only slightly inferior to himself.

With the combined efforts of King Inugami and the other three tribal kings, plus its own instigation from the sidelines, it's not impossible to subdue this traitor!

However, the next second, the Crimson Bone King's pupils suddenly dilated.

The imposing figure of the Dog King swept past Mo Yuan.

It did not pounce on Mo Yuan, but in the instant it passed by, it pierced through a tribal king standing behind Mo Yuan with a single claw.

The tribal king looked down in astonishment at the hole in his chest, as thick as a bucket. He opened his mouth, but before he could utter a single syllable, the life in his eyes was completely extinguished.

"Inuaki!!"

The Crimson Bone King's roar nearly tore apart the eerie green flames above the altar: "How dare you!!"

"I am also my master's most loyal servant."

Inu-o's voice was devoid of any emotion.

A sinister smile spread across Mo Yuan's wrinkled old face, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth that looked particularly eerie under the starlight.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive."

The remaining two tribal kings reacted quickly, turning around to try and escape.

But compared to Mo Yuan and Quan Huang Wang, their speed was practically like slow motion.

Mo Yuan and Quan Huang Wang attacked simultaneously.

King of the six major tribes.

In the blink of an eye, the entire army was wiped out.

From the moment Mo Yuan made his move to the fall of the last king, only two minutes elapsed.

The altar was filled with a strong stench of blood and the putrid smell unique to the Corpse Dog Clan.

The light on the giant bone continued to flow slowly, but the ancient and majestic aura seemed to have been startled into silence by this scene.

The Crimson Bone King stood in the center of the altar, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Mo Yuan didn't look at it; its gaze was fixed on the giant bone.

"Fifty years ago, you defeated me before our ancestors and took away everything that should have been mine."

Mo Yuan slowly raised his hand, his claws, stained with the blood of his kin, slicing across the surface of the giant bone, leaving a deep gash: "You said back then that the ancestors would only recognize the strongest, and the weak were unworthy to be kings. Chi Gu, you were right!"

It retracted its claws and licked the bloodstains from the tips.

He turned around.

The deep red vertical pupils locked onto the Corpse Dog King, who was paralyzed in the center of the altar.

"So now, who is the strongest?"

The Crimson Bone King's expression changed repeatedly.

Having lived for over two hundred years and experienced countless life-and-death battles, it had never felt such intense fear in front of two of its own kind as it did now.

It opened its mouth as if to say something, but Mo Yuan did not give it a chance to speak, and the silvery-white starlight suddenly exploded.

Mo Yuan and Quan Huang Wang disappeared from the spot at the same time.

Two afterimages swept past the Corpse Dog King's massive body from different directions.

The first claw tore open the Crimson Bone King's chest cavity.

The second claw pierced its throat.

With its third claw, it ripped its hideous head off its shoulder.

The Corpse Dog King swayed twice, then crashed down like a collapsing hill in the center of the altar.

Its head rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to rest directly beneath the giant bone.

Those deep red vertical pupils were staring straight up, with the last trace of resentment and disbelief remaining in their pupils.

The entire altar fell into a deathly silence.

Some of the royal cubs kneeling around the altar had fainted from fright, while others lay trembling on the ground, too weak to even stand up.

Mo Yuan didn't look at them. It simply walked slowly to the giant bone, knelt down, and with an almost pious posture, pressed its blood-stained claws onto the bone.

"Ancestors above, Mo Yuan, as the strongest of the current generation of the Corpse Dog Clan, humbly begs for your approval!"

The giant bone trembled violently, and a ghostly green light surged from the depths of its surface, like a living tide, enveloping Mo Yuan entirely.

The light lasted for a full ten breaths.

When the light faded, Mo Yuan was still kneeling before the bone, but the aura around it had completely changed.

The originally violent and scattered corpse poison magic power has now become as deep and condensed as an abyss.

Its flesh and blood are changing. Its old face, which was originally covered with wrinkles, is gradually becoming fuller. Its dark gray short hair is growing back, and the gray at the roots is gradually turning into a dark silver-white.

May our ancestors bless us.

This is the highest level of recognition for the bone-eating ritual.

Only those legendary kings who led the Corpse Dog Clan to its zenith in its history were qualified to receive the voluntary recognition of the ancestral will.

And today.

This honor fell upon a traitor who had once been expelled from the party.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Mo Yuan laughed wildly. He stood up, his gaze sweeping over the royal cubs slumped on the ground outside the altar, a sinister smile creeping onto his lips.

"To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots; blame it on being born the wrong species!"

It raised its sharp claws, and a silvery-white arc of light swept out from the tips of its claws. The royal cubs didn't even have time to utter a sound before they all fell into pools of blood.

King Inu scoffed dismissively, "Trying to reason with a bunch of cubs? You're quite the old dog. Alright, get ready, there's a one-eyed tribesman waiting for us to slaughter outside!"