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The Shaman Tribe was an extremely powerful race even in the vast ninth heaven. Most of their bodies were weak, but every member of the Shaman Tribe had a superb magic that could kill people and make them invisible.

The Blood Burying Art was only the lowest level of the witches' magic, but even so, it was still enough to shock Lin Feng.

"That's not right. This isn't the real Shaman's Blood Burial Art. It might be similar to the Shaman's Blood Burial Art, but it just looks like a divine separation."

"That's true. If it was a true witch's blood burial technique, not to mention Luo Lao and that Feng Lao, the entire Luo Family would probably be buried within their villas."

He was well aware of the power of the Witch clan's spells. Even the lowest grade of the blood burial technique was shockingly powerful.

If it was a top-grade witch spell, it would be enough to sacrifice the entire planet, or even an entire star field.

"Although it is not a true witch's magic, it still carries the shadow of the witch race everywhere. It must be extremely related to the witch's magic. Could it be …?" "This is also a spell that was passed down by the Shamans. Originally, it was a real blood burial technique of the Shamans, but after an ancient period where the inheritance was incomplete, this kind of ethereal situation has occurred."

"The probability of this happening is still very high. There's a high chance of it happening."

"It looks like there might have been a time when the Witch clan existed on Earth back then."

Returning to his senses, Lin Feng secretly thought.

After thinking about it, he felt that this was the only explanation for the god-like Blood Tomb skill of the Shaman Tribe.

"If that's really the case, then Earth is really becoming more and more interesting."

With that thought, Lin Feng squinted his eyes in interest.

With Earth's current situation, even with the aid of the Grade Nine Spirit Convergence Array's sky-carrier array, as well as pills, it would at most be an Innate Ranker.

However, the appearance of the Witch clan legacy gave him hope. Since there was a time when there was the existence of the Witch clan on Earth, then there was a very high chance that there was the existence of other powerful races. These powerful existences might leave some remnants in a corner of Earth.

If he could truly break through to the Spirit Severing realm, then he would be able to borrow the secret arts to forcibly ascend to the Nine Layered Heavens. At that time, with his thousand years of experience as a cultivator, he could successfully break through to the Ancestor Realm in the Nine Heavens, and then, he would be able to ignore the channel barrier and return to Earth, bringing along his closest loved ones, lovers, friends, and flying Nine Layered Heavens to attain an even longer lifespan.

"The witch clan's Blood Burial Art?"

"Master Lin, what exactly do you want to say?"

The Luo Family members asked nervously. Even Luo Lao and Feng Lao were equally nervous.

"This is the Shaman Tribe's Blood Burial Art."

Following the direction that Lin Feng pointed, the Luo Family members quickly found the problem.

In the basement, there was a puppet that was completely red, as if it was soaked in fresh blood. Its body was engraved with numerous runes, and at the same time, it was wrapped with dense red threads.

"Master Lin, what do we do now?" The Luo Family members said in panic, completely at a loss as to what to do.

They had never seen something like this before, not even the Luo Lao or the Feng Lao. The most important thing was the mysterious aura on it, the simple and unsophisticated aura carried a strangeness, and even a ghastly aura that captivated one's soul. Just a single glance was enough to cause them to feel like they were falling into an ice cave.

Looking at such a crimson puppet, it was even more terrifying. It was as if he was facing death itself. He even had an illusion that his life force was slowly being drained away.

In that short moment, an unprecedented fear enveloped the hearts of all the Luo Family members. Even Luo Lao and Feng Lao, who had mastered their inner strength, couldn't help but frown their foreheads.

"Just break it."

Lin Feng scoffed.

"Master Lin, please."

The Luo Family members took a deep breath and bowed with faces full of sincerity.

"Break."

Lin Feng flicked his finger and a sharp white light shot out from his fingertip, directly entering onto a copper nail at the puppet's navel.

In his previous life, he had interacted with many races in the Nine Layered Heavens. He even chatted with the old ancestor of the Witch clan for three days and three nights, and he had a very clear understanding of the magic of the entire Witch clan. Although the blood burial technique of the Shaman Tribe was not the true style of the red puppet, it was basically the same.

The Blood Burying Art. The copper nail placed at the navel of the abdomen was the crux of the entire Blood Burying Art. All it needed to destroy was the copper nail, and the entire Blood Burying Art would collapse.

The red puppet in front of him was the same.

"Buzz!"

The moment the white light hit the nail, the nail emitted a thick blood-red light, blocking the white light from the outside of the nail.

When the two collided, a loud buzzing sound was emitted.

"Buzz, buzz, boom …"

The white light and the blood-red light continued to collide, each becoming more violent than the last. The initial buzzing sounds of the collision also turned into rumbling booms.

The sound of the explosion was extremely loud. Other than Lin Feng, everyone except for himself, felt as if their ears had been struck by lightning. Their entire heads had exploded, and they were in complete chaos.

Luo Lao and Feng Lao were cultivators with decent strength, and so the situation was better. On the other hand, Luo Zicheng and his parents directly covered their ears and squatted down.

"Hmm …" I've underestimated you! "

Lin Feng increased his strength, and the white light became even stronger, instantly enveloping the blood-red light.

"Boom!"

The red puppet began to emit an even more intense blood-red light. These blood-red light rays desperately resisted the white light's devouring while trying to devour the white light.

"Buzz buzz …"

The white light and the blood-red light intertwined, and an even louder buzzing sound was produced.

Even Luo Lao and his parents couldn't bear it and covered their ears. As for Luo Zicheng and his parents, traces of dark red blood had already seeped out from their eyes and ears. Then, the three people's vision went black and directly fainted.

"Master Lin..." Luo Lao and Feng Lao said nervously.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Lin Feng nodded his head, his gaze continued to fall on the blood red light that was trying to resist, "Mantis, stop the carriage, you overestimate yourself."

In his earlier attack, he had only used less than 30% of his power. After all, in his opinion, the Blood Burial Technique that seemed like the Blood Burial Technique of God was just a child's play. He did not expect that he had actually underestimated the Blood Burial Technique of God.

"Break for me!"

Lin Feng bellowed and raised his strength to fifty percent at the same time.

The originally dazzling white light started to dazzle the eyes. The entire basement was now filled with this kind of blinding white light. The darkness had completely disappeared, and what replaced it was an unprecedented brightness.

It was as if they had gone from a pitch-black night to a dazzling day.