Therefore, the one hundred and twenty-seven unnamed Yin tribesmen who are qualified to enter the ancestral temple are all strong men. The evil energy exuding from their bodies is extremely strong. The evil energy and blood are mixed together like the edge of a sword. The same aggressiveness forced Yin Xuege to feel as if his whole body was being cut by a knife, and he couldn't help but frown.
After this, there are the people of the Yin clan's "Ji" generation.
The elders of the Tianzi generation of the Yin tribe spend most of their time sleeping in coffins.
The elders of the Di generation form the elders, the highest authority body of the Yin family. They adjudicate major disputes within the family, control the family's development direction, and are also responsible for the family's diplomatic relations with other wealthy blood demon families.
Needless to say, the clan members of the Wuzi generation are at an age where their strength is rapidly improving. They practice hard in seclusion and basically ignore family affairs.
The Yin clan members of the Ji generation, such as Yin Jihuang and Yin Jiyan, are in charge of the actual power of the family, and all affairs in the palace are under their control. For people of the Ji generation, entering the ancestral temple to participate in the family ancestor worship ceremony has an extraordinary meaning. This represents their influence within the family and the views of the family patriarchs and elders on them!
"Yin Jihuang!"
As expected by Yin Xuege, the first person to step into the ancestral temple was Yin Jihuang, the first member of the Yin tribe's generation.
"Yin Jishuo!"
This is the seventh person in the top generation of the Yin tribe. He is the master of the Yin tribe's Merit Reward Palace. He is responsible for recording the meritorious deeds of the tribe and issuing jade slips or various awards.
"Yin Jixuan!"
This is the eleventh member of the Yin Clan's generation, the master of the Yin Clan's Internal Affairs Palace, responsible for all internal affairs of the Yin Clan, managing countless blood servants, blood slaves, and even the Yin Clan's internal guards are in his hands. Other matters, such as the expansion and repair of the Yin city-state, were also handled by him alone.
One after another, the most senior members of the Yin tribe walked into the ancestral temple, but Yin Xuege never heard Yin Jishen's name!
There were exactly thirty-six members of the Jizi generation who finally entered the Yin clan's ancestral temple! They are either the master of a palace, the chief deacon, or the commander of a certain Yin army, etc. But among these people, there is no Blood War Palace Master Yin Jiyan, and there is no Foreign Affairs Palace Master Yin Jiliao!
"You are waiting here. After the ancestor worship ceremony, the Yin tribe's annual martial arts performance ceremony will begin immediately! During the ancestor worship ceremony, it is strictly forbidden to make noise, and those who violate the order will be severely punished!" Yin Tianmie's solemn and solemn voice came from outside the ancestral temple door. The warning sounded, and then amid the loud sound of bells and drums, Yin Tianmie's long roar rose into the sky: "The ancestor worship ceremony of the Yin tribe has officially begun. Close the gate of the ancestral temple and invite three animals for sacrifice!"
Yin Xuege looked back, and he happened to see Yin Tianmie striding into the ancestral temple with a strange smile. The dark ancestral temple door closed heavily behind him. Three hundred and sixty Yin warriors wearing blood-colored armor slowly walked behind the ancestral temple door and firmly guarded the door.
Without Yin Jiyan, there is indeed no him!
Without Yin Jixuan, there would be no him either!
Yin Xuege smiled knowingly. Is this an explanation given to him by the elders of the Yin clan? Yin Xuege breathed out heavily, as if he had vomited out all the resentment he had accumulated over the years. He turned around and followed Yin Tianjue and other elders of the family who were dancing and kneeling in front of him carefully, and kowtowed to the numerous ghosts, gods and ancestors of the family step by step.
A mountain of incense candles and paper money were lit in a huge three-legged bronze cauldron, and the flames shot up into the sky. The ashes of countless paper money were blown up by the heat and floated high into the sky in the wind. The sound of bells and drums was continuous, and chanting could be heard from all directions. Yin Tianjue and other family elders threw a copy of their own handwritten prayers for worshiping ancestors into the round tripod and burned them to comfort the family ancestors and pray for their blessings.
Yin Xuege, who was in a happy mood, was busy in the ancestral temple, but in the square outside the ancestral temple, Yin Jihan's fair and handsome face had turned deathly gray!
Ever since he took charge of the Bloody Battle Hall, he has never missed the annual ancestor worship ceremony for decades! He is the direct son of the Yin people. He holds a high position. He controls all the external armed forces of the Yin people. He is an indispensable member of the Yin people's core power circle.
But today, he suffered great humiliation. He was mercilessly kicked out of the ancestor worship service! He is not even as lucky as Yin Xuege, a lucky little guy! Countless tribesmen in the square were looking at Yin Jihan secretly, and their gazes were like countless flying knives whizzing towards him, piercing Yin Jishan's face with heat, and pricking his self-esteem like a fragile balloon with holes in it!
He even had hallucinations. He seemed to hear the murmurs of some members of the family who were at odds with him!
Although he knew that no one dared to make a sound during the ancestor worship ceremony in the ancestral temple, he still felt that he did hear laughter.
Waves of hot blood rushed straight to his forehead. Although the blood demon clan can be regarded as cold-blooded animals in a sense, they rarely lose control of their emotions, but at this moment, Yin Jihan's eyes were turning black, and his heart was beating violently. At this moment, his blood pressure rose rapidly, and the violent anger in his heart had turned into a raging flame. He had to find a target to vent his anger.
Yin Xuejiao was standing behind Yin Jihan. He looked at his father's slate-grey face tremblingly, his heart was in a state of confusion, and his mind was so messed up that he didn't know what he was thinking. His father was actually excluded from the ancestor worship process. What does this mean
His father has lost the trust of the family elders, will he lose the power in his hands? If he had no power, how could Yin Xuejiao get additional training resources? How could he still practice as fast as before? Wasn't his future, his future, completely ruined
Suddenly, Yin Jihan grabbed Yin Xuejiao's shoulder, and his strong fingers made a clicking sound on his shoulder blade.
In severe pain, Yin Xuejiao, who did not dare to cry out, heard his father's voice, as subtle as the language of ants: "In the martial arts ceremony later, only victory is allowed, no defeat! The youngest child in the family is the first in martial arts, you must win it for me!" If you fail, you will no longer be my son! Your brother will take your place! His mother will also take your mother's place!"
The hairs on Yin Xuejiao's body stood up one by one, and the severe pain on his shoulder made him gasp. He raised his head, glared at his father fiercely, and then nodded vigorously.
More than an hour later, the Yin people's ancestor worship ceremony ended.
All the Yin people who participated in the ancestor worship ceremony filed out of the ancestral temple. The bell tower in the east and the drum tower in the west rang at the same time. Yin Tianmie walked slowly in front of everyone, and then waved his arms vigorously.
A stream of light shone in the square in front of the ancestral temple, and many Yin people dispersed around.
Along with a low roar, a two-hundred-meter-long and ten-meter-high metal arena slowly rose from the ground.
Yin Tianmie's voice echoed throughout the audience: "Stop talking nonsense and follow the rules of previous years! The Yin Clan's martial arts ceremony begins immediately!"
(End of chapter)