Chapter 617

After discussing it for half the day without any result, they could only set aside the talk about those terrifying footprints for the time being.

"Forget it. Let's offer the sacrifice to Willow God first."

In the end, the clan chief, Shi Yunfeng, led everyone toward the willow. They carried dozens of beast corpses over, and after arriving nearby, placed all the bloodstained Fierce Beasts on the stone platform. Clearly, this was a large altar.

The altar was built from huge stones and was very spacious, constructed right beside the broken old Willow Tree. At this moment, fierce beasts were piled across it like a small mountain.

Fresh scarlet beast blood dyed the giant stone platform red, flowing along the carved patterns on its surface, vivid and crimson. Together with the giant beasts' coarse, long fur, their coldly gleaming scales, and their savage horns, it was a shocking sight, and a brutal aura of the Primordial World rushed straight at them.

Led by the old clan chief, the men, women, old, and young of Stone Village prayed together, asking the Willow Tree for protection. This was a solemn sacrificial process, and it was also a custom carried out every time they returned from a hunt.

The charred tree body was as silent as ever, without the slightest reaction. As always, it did not take the offerings, but many of the villagers knew that it had a spirit!

At last, the sacrifice ended. Everyone let out a long breath, smiles of joy returning to their faces as they began moving the fierce beast corpses, preparing to drain the blood and cut them apart.

"It's been many years, and the sacrificial spirit has never touched the offerings even once. Do we still need to hold a sacrifice every time?" a youth muttered