Duan Chen's breathing suddenly became rapid. The current native tribe is just one of the many tribes in southern Xinjiang, and it doesn't even have a name.
If it weren't for the glory of their ancestors and the clan's Harsha Divine Art and Earth God Emperor Wine, no one would care about them at all.
Now Zhao Rui wants to restore their glory of killing gods, which is a great thing for them.
"Your Highness is not joking with me?" Duan Chen couldn't believe it.
"Does this king seem to be joking with you?" Zhao Rui's eyes became a little more domineering: "Help me prepare immediately, I want to become the god of the entire Miao territory."
Duan Chen naturally knew what Zhao Rui meant and immediately ordered his men to do it.
Sang Zhuoli hurried forward with a group of fasting girls and knelt down neatly in front of Zhao Rui.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao, from today onwards we are all your slaves. I wonder if you..."
Before they could finish speaking, Zhao Rui raised his hand to interrupt them.
"Get ready. When the matter in Miao territory is settled, I will take you back to Luo City."
Everyone was immediately overjoyed. According to the rules of the native tribe, if Zhao Rui didn't want them, they would have to find a place to commit suicide.
Zhao Rui didn't say anything more, he just moved his arm, and a strange buzzing sound immediately emitted. A large number of insects were suspended in the sky, controlling the corpses of all the Miao warriors here.
In the main village of Sanmiao, more than a dozen altars were built, and a large number of fire pillars burned with blazing fire.
Hundreds of people were tied to stone pillars as sacrifices, and the scene was quite spectacular.
The high priest waved his scepter and kept dancing strange dances. The people around him also danced happily to the rhythm of his dancing.
"Great God, please bless me, the Miao warriors, to successfully conquer the Central Plains."
Everyone present also knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.
At this moment, Zhao Rui suddenly appeared on the highest roof.
"You ignorant guys, the gods have never required you to sacrifice human beings. This practice will only make the gods angry!"
The sudden cry startled everyone present, and their eyes all focused on it.
When the high priest saw Zhao Rui, the anger in his eyes reached the extreme.
"I didn't expect you to dare to come here. I will disembowel you today!"
With a vicious shout, the high priest rushed out, but just as he was about to approach, a figure suddenly rushed over from a short distance and hit him hard in the stomach.
He slammed his body onto the altar so hard that he couldn't get up for a while.
Everyone present widened their eyes. They did not expect that the high priest who was regarded as a god would be so embarrassed.
Before anyone could react, Zhao Rui raised his hand and shook it slightly, and then a large number of corpses came from all directions and stood neatly on the square.
"I am the King of Zhao of Dashang, and I am also the god of the Miao Territory. From today on, there is only one person you must worship, and that is me!"
The domineering voice rippled out instantly, and everyone present had the urge to kneel down and worship, especially the corpses following Zhao Rui, who looked like demons from hell, which made people shudder.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you call yourself a god here!"
The high priest roared, then stood up unsteadily from the ruins, picked up the scepter and hit the ground hard.
Several surrounding stones instantly turned into powder, and a large number of Gu insects flew out from them.