Fire Crow Tribe's Sacrifice Grand Ceremony

"Missing? Jiang Yao and Ji Wu had disappeared?"

Ji Shu let out an angry roar and abruptly rose to his feet. A blazing halo burst from his tall, brawny body, like surging flames.

"Damn it! How outrageous!"

Jiang Yao's father, Jiang Fen, the Great Shaman of the Bi Fang Tribe, had scarlet flames blazing in his eyes. "My daughter and my grandson disappeared within the territory controlled by your Fire Crow Tribe?"

"We thoroughly investigated the scene and used seven shamanic beasts with exceptionally keen senses of smell, yet we still couldn't find even a trace of the enemy's scent."

A big man from the Fire Crow Tribe bowed as he reported to them. "Other than the Blackwater Mysterious Snake aura deliberately left behind by the enemy, we found nothing."

"Understood. You may leave."

Ji Shu waved his hand, dismissing the big man from the Fire Crow Tribe, then turned to Jiang Fen, his father-in-law. "Father-in-law, this matter is likely far from ordinary."

"Heh heh!"

Jiang Fen sneered viciously. "Around the Fire Crow Tribe, the only ones capable of such methods and of doing this are probably those old immortals of Golden Crow Ridge."

"Father-in-law, you mean..."

Ji Shu looked up toward Golden Crow Ridge, the ancestral land of the Fire Crow Tribe, and his expression changed. "Could they have discovered our cooperation with the foreign slave-catching group?"

"Unlikely!"

Jiang Fen shook his head. "Other than us, not even Jiang Yao knows about our dealings with the Blood Moon Mercenary Group. They couldn't possibly have discovered it."

"Then..."

Ji Shu furrowed his brow tightly, a fierce glint erupting in his eyes. "Then Jiang Yao and Ji Wu's disappearance must be connected to Ji Xia! Do some of the priests of Golden Crow Ridge not want me to become the leader?"