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The shaman once again led everyone to kneel devoutly.

In their eyes, what the gods wanted to take away was nothing more than their own sacrifices.

The fate after this sacrifice, perhaps no one knows.

But what can be certain now is that the gods did not distribute appropriate weapons and food to them. So wherever the gods are leading them, it is definitely not a good place.

At least it won't be more comfortable than staying here.

"Well... as long as you understand."

"By the way, I'm curious, why is there no one among you who has the same Ability as 'that sacrifice'... like..."

"Sin Blood!"

"Yes, Sin Blood."

Chu Qianqiu was truly aware of their curious doubts. These barbarians were truly hopeless, completely lacking any awareness. They even thought that the Rui Xi in front of them was just a sacrifice waiting to be punished.

Originally, he wanted to give these idiots more benefits, but these guys were truly foolish and beyond redemption. So he had no choice but to give up.

They called those who possessed the talent for cultivation "Sin Blood." Now he really wanted to know where all the Sin Blood from previous generations had gone.

After communicating with the shaman, Chu Qianqiu began to understand the traditions of this race and why they had continued the Primal Tribe Contest Condition for thousands of years.

It turned out that when their ancestors arrived at this teleportation array thousands of years ago, their culture had remained stagnant in the Contest Condition.

The reason was simple. They had encountered the tyrant who was the god and had developed their own beliefs.

Having beliefs was not a bad thing. What was bad was that after obtaining beliefs, people voluntarily abandoned their own thoughts and power, blindly believing that the gods could bring them everything.

They worshipped the god of the sacrificial altar, who gave them this freezing land that was like a warm ocean in spring. Whenever the god resided here, everyone felt ashamed and only focused on enjoying the god's blessings, without being able to do anything for the god.

Thus, the practice of sacrifice was born.

In order to thank the god for their continuous support to their race, the Avalosa Tribe learned to sacrifice themselves in order to continue receiving blessings from the god, or rather, to satisfy their inner fear of losing.

This method of sacrifice lasted for a long time. At first, it was completely voluntary sacrifice, and anyone who died was considered supremely honorable.

But later, due to excessive sacrifices, the population of this race began to decline rapidly. The shamans of the Avalosa Tribe also discovered that no matter how many people they sacrificed, the gods never responded to them, and their lives remained unchanged or even worsened.

This made them start to think in reverse, whether there was a problem with the content of their sacrifices.

Coincidentally, during this time, because of the stable life they had, more powerful cultivators appeared among the Avalosa Tribe, who could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The appearance of cultivators was originally an opportunity for this tribe to go from ordinary to great, and it was the key for them to break free from the so-called gods.

But their stubborn thoughts kept them stagnant and trapped in a deeper quagmire.

In order to consolidate their own position of power and out of jealousy towards those tribe members who suddenly became stronger and uncontrollable.

The first generation shaman explained to everyone a "fact" that he claimed to have received from the gods in his dreams. He said that all the tribe members who suddenly gained stronger powers were actually stealing the "sinful blood" left by the gods after blaspheming against them.

Once the number of sinful blood individuals increased, the protection bestowed upon them by the gods would decrease. Eventually, this pure land within the icy realm would be invaded by the cold once again, and their final homeland would be lost.

The other Avorosa tribe members who did not possess this power firmly believed in this, as they could not accept the fact that they were not chosen by the gods for this "right."

The first generation Avorosa tribe monks felt ashamed because they possessed such power. They were willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the tribe's unity, and ultimately became the main sacrifices for the subsequent generations of the tribe.

As a result, countless descendants of the sinful blood eventually embraced the same fate. From the moment they were born, their lives were meant to be dedicated to the gods, returning their divine power and maintaining the tribe.

Afterwards, the more talented and powerful the sinful blood individuals became, the more they became targets for the shamans and ordinary tribe members.

Until one shaman's descendant, at a certain moment, became a sinful blood individual. That's when the story quietly changed.

The shaman's descendant grew up quietly and became a powerful practitioner. They led the other generations of sinful blood individuals in an internal war within the tribe.

This war undoubtedly ended with the complete dominance of the generations of sinful blood individuals who possessed the power of practitioners.

The new generation, who had defeated the ancient customs, should have embarked on a completely new journey for their race, making the Avorosa tribe a rare and powerful force in the Northern Ju Lu continent.

However, in the end, the ingrained ideology still bound them.

They killed almost all the ordinary Avorosa tribe members, but in the end, they "suddenly awakened" and realized that they had become demons who killed their former companions.

Because their desire for slaughter became uncontrollable due to the increase in power, these practitioners once again firmly believed that they were indeed sinful blood individuals who had stolen divine power and could not control it. In the end, they embraced the cycle of history and took their own lives on the sacrificial altar.

The surviving ordinary Avorosa tribe members slowly healed in their trauma, gradually regenerating and growing once again.

But history remained unchanged, and they continued to follow the teachings of their ancestors, repeating the sacrificial rituals that had to be performed in each generation.

However, this time, they learned a "lesson" from their historical experience.

They understood one truth: if they were to sacrifice a sinful blood individual, it must be done before they turn eighteen, completely beheading them without delay. They cannot wait until after they turn eighteen.

Because once they reach eighteen, the power of the sinful blood individual would suddenly erupt, becoming a formidable force that even dozens of strong adult men could not control.

This was too terrifying and had to be stopped.

As a result, the sinful blood children in the Avorosa tribe would never live past the age of seventeen.

Rui Xi was one of them.

At the age of seventeen, she was about to meet her end.

However, she was lucky, or perhaps blessed by the heavens.

At the moment of her impending death, she encountered a god that others would never encounter in their lifetime.

Their god descended.

Chu Qianqiu descended and personally saved the most talented sinful blood individual in the history of the Avorosa tribe.

However, Rui Xi could have achieved all of this herself before his arrival.