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"Pfft."

The Great Sacrificial Rite tore off her mask, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her tangled hair fell loose from her hood, her face painted with strange totems, and her dark lips curled upwards, "You forced my hand, all of you must die! You've killed so many from Barbarian Village, none of you shall live."

Imdiately, she recited a certain incantation under her breath.

It was clearly the language of the Ancient Dian Kingdom, sothing I had heard in my childhood and still rembered vividly to this day.

"My God, the High Priest is summoning the Three-legged Golden Crow."

As soon as Bai Zanhe finished speaking, a dense flock of three-legged crows flew in, numbering at least in the hundreds.

Far more than those that had attacked us last ti.

It was like the sky was covered in dark clouds, significantly dimming the daylight.

The crows, brimming with Demon Qi, swooped towards the three Taoists.

The three Taoists wielded flexible swords just as we had before, but they could only kill one crow at a ti.

Caught off guard, they suffered wounds from the pecking.

Soon, they were covered in injuries.

"What the heck are these crows? Why do they have three legs?" I was now getting a bit of claustrophobia from these crows.

With such a massive number, they could easily overwhelm an elephant.

If it weren't for the incredible prowess of those three Taoists, if it had been three ordinary people—

The mont the Crow Army swept over, they would probably have been stripped down to bones.

Bai Zanhe whispered, "They're Demon Birds, have been in Barbarian Village for a thousand years. When crows turn into demons, they grow an extra leg."

"Zanhe, the Grass Rings on our hands seem to have...stopped working." I felt the witchcraft on the wristband vanish, and overjoyed, I snapped it off.

Indeed, it was a case of a snipe and a clam fighting, the fisherman reaps the benefits.

The people from Barbarian Village and those unknown Taoists were fighting fiercely and with the High Priest severely injured, her witchcraft had almost entirely failed.

Bai Zanhe also ripped off her wristband, nodding, "Let's escape quickly, we're really lucky this ti..."

Before she could finish speaking, her ankle was grabbed by a human hand.

The hand, wet and slippery, reached up from the water, gradually revealing a head erging as well.

The first thing I saw was an ancient hairstyle, dripping wet, then a deathly pale forehead followed by inviting, fox-like eyes.

"Su Wan, run, I've been caught, don't worry about ." Bai Zanhe pushed

towards the shore forcefully.

At this mont, my entire body was enveloped in the Demon Qi erging from the river, my knees as heavy as lead, "Do you think I can run? Look at my feet."

Unknown to , my own ankle had also been grasped by a human hand.

This hand emitted a terrifyingly strong Demon Qi, seeping into my skin from the ankle.

It felt like countless fine needles made of cow hair penetrating deep into my bones.

I was temporarily immobilized and couldn't even muster my Spiritual Power.

The woman climbing out of the river, using our ankles, sloppily boarded the bamboo raft.

This woman looked exceedingly peculiar, almost like a Paper Man drawn on paper.

After being soaked, her face was white as if caked with a pound of powder.

Her entire face was sharply peach-shaped, with overly vibrant pink blush and lips red as blood, giving a chilling smile.

"Are you heading to Barbarian Village? I can take you there~" The woman, dressed in an old-fashioned angled-collared shirt and black skirt, spoke in a high, theatrical tone.

When she smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits.

Luckily, after she stood up, her hands could no longer grasp mine and Bai Zanhe's ankles.

Even though I had seen plenty of horrifying things, at that mont, my heart nearly stopped with fear, "We...we...aren't going to Barbarian Village, we need to get to shore, sorry...I must go...first."

Enduring the intense pain where my ankle had been grabbed, I spontaneously slapped an Evil-Breaking Talisman on the woman's forehead.

I grabbed Bai Zanhe and ran, only having taken a few steps when I heard a soft, cunning laugh behind us, "Thinking of leaving? That won't do, Older Sister hasn't eaten human flesh for too long, especially the placenta from a pregnant woman's belly."

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