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On the Tuli Prairie, there are a large number of fugitives who have committed heinous crimes and cannot gain a foothold in the outside world. Even many of the demon cultivators who are hated by everyone in the world of immortal cultivation are hiding on the Tuli Prairie.

Over time, the Tuli Prairie has become a place where filth and dirt are hidden, and the internal situation has become extremely complicated. The relationship between the fugitives of immortal cultivators and demon cultivators from outside and the local tribes is also extremely complicated.

Without sufficient preparation, Xu Xiao did not intend to go deep into the Tuli Prairie. He just planned to fly around the border area of ​​the Tuli Prairie near the Daluo Heavenly Kingdom to see if there was any unexpected gain.

Xu Xiao was lucky. Not long after entering the Tuli Prairie, he made a discovery. Although he was flying in the sky, he could see all kinds of traces on the ground clearly, without missing a single one.

Xu Xiao descended from the sky and landed at a low altitude close to the ground.

There were a large number of wheel marks and messy horse hoof marks on the ground. Especially the wheel marks, which were deeply pressed on the soft ground. There should be a cart passing by. Judging from the wheel marks, the cart was carrying an astonishing load, almost unbearable.

Xu Xiao estimated that this should be the trace left by a migrating tribe. Because of seasonal changes or man-made disasters such as war, the tribes on the Tuli Prairie, especially the small tribes, often migrate regularly and irregularly.

The migrating tribe near the border of Daluo Heavenly Kingdom might be one of the tribes that attacked Daluo Heavenly Kingdom.

With this idea in mind, Xu Xiao flew high into the sky and flew in the designated direction along the traces on the ground.

After flying a long distance, Xu Xiao knew that he was following the right direction. Because he clearly smelled a strong bloody smell not far ahead.

Xu Xiao, who was in the sky, used the invisibility technique to hide his figure and sneaked towards the front.

Soon, Xu Xiao saw a temporary camp on the ground.

The camp covers a large area and is filled with messy tents of various sizes. The crowd went in and out of the tent, making the whole camp look extremely chaotic.

In the center of the camp, there was a prominent open space. In the center of the open space, there was a huge statue standing there very conspicuously.

The carving craftsmanship of this statue was very rough, but it exuded a strange and solemn feeling. Judging from the various traces of wind erosion on the statue, this statue was obviously quite old.

The workmanship of the statue was so poor that it could only be judged as a human statue. The figure carved in the statue should be a middle-aged warrior.

Although the shape of the statue was not very clear, this middle-aged warrior had a special look and was full of special vitality.

If Xu Xiao guessed correctly, this statue was the totem worshipped by this tribe.

For a tribe, the most precious thing in the tribe is the totem worshipped by the tribe. When the tribe migrated, the totem was naturally taken away with it. Even when the tribe was defeated in the war and fled for their lives, no matter what property, cattle, sheep, population, etc., they could all be abandoned, but the totem must be taken away with the tribe.

Because the seemingly peaceful Tuli Prairie is actually full of dangers and natural and man-made disasters. In addition to the bloody conquests and conflicts between tribes, ferocious monsters and man-eating monsters are all deadly threats to various tribes, especially small tribes. Without the blessing of the totem, many tribes cannot even survive a day on the Tuli Prairie, and will fall apart and become completely extinct.

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From the scale of this tribe, it is obviously a small tribe with a small population. Except for women and children, the number of adult warriors is very limited. The tribe is filled with a strong smell of herbs. In and outside the many tents, there are wounded warriors.

According to the report of the Jinding God, after he led the elite of the religious army to the border, he fought several hard battles. He not only repelled the multiple attacks of the nomadic tribes, but also seized the opportunity to counterattack and defeated several teams escorting prisoners to retreat. While rescuing a large number of prisoners, he also severely damaged a small tribe. Even the totem of that small tribe was injured.

Xu Xiao thought to himself, it can't be such a coincidence. Could this tribe that stayed here be the one that was severely injured by the Golden Tripod God?

Thinking of this, Xu Xiao stood in the sky and observed carefully. There were several not-so-obvious gaps on the statue, which made the statue's aura fluctuate a bit.

It should be right. This small tribe should be the one that was severely injured by the Golden Tripod God.

At this time, important figures such as the leaders of the tribe gathered on the open space where the totem was worshipped.

Slowly, the uninjured warriors in the tribe, and even many women and children, gathered here. Soon, most of the people in the entire small tribe gathered on the open space.

An old man who seemed to be the high priest began to preside over the grand sacrificial ceremony.

The high priest sang and danced in the middle of the open space, speaking a language that no one could understand.

Another old man, who should be the chief of the tribe, led the other people in the tribe to kneel on the ground around the open space and pray devoutly to the totem.

Most of the people in the tribe were full of piety and prayed fervently.

This scene was very familiar to Xu Xiao. This was to gather the power of faith of the people in the tribe to heal the injuries of the totem. Similar prayer ceremonies were often held in the Tianzun Sect.

However, the next scene made Xu Xiao very unhappy.

Some warriors brought a large number of cattle and sheep and other livestock. Under the command of the high priest, the warriors slaughtered the livestock one by one in front of the totem.

As the livestock were slaughtered one by one, the bodies fell to the ground weakly, and a lot of blood flowed on the ground. Blood-colored spiritual light that was invisible to the naked eye slowly gathered on the statue.

The high priest seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with the effect of the sacrifice, pointing at the kneeling tribe leader and roaring.

Even though they were far apart, Xu Xiao's hearing at this time still took all the sounds into his ears.

After arriving at the border area, Xu Xiao killed a lot of tribal cavalry along the way. Among them, he also captured a few alive. When using the soul-searching method to obtain local intelligence, he also learned the language on the Tuli grassland.

With his current understanding, he quickly mastered the common language between nomadic tribes. So, he now clearly understood the words of the high priest.

The high priest is blaming the patriarch for his incompetence, for his defeat in the war and the loss of all the captives, resulting in a shortage of people for blood sacrifice to please the totem being worshipped.