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Jiang Laolv trembled as he received these "divine feathers," his hands shaking uncontrollably like a sieve, his lips quivering constantly, and he was already incoherent.

In his eyes, these were sacred objects!

The tribe only preserved ten divine feathers, and each one of them was more precious to him than his own life, something to be guarded with his life.

But Uncle Liang pulled out a handful, a dozen or so, as if they were worthless, leaving him dumbfounded.

On the other side, Jiang Feng was also completely shocked!

As the clan leader, he was naturally very familiar with the matter of the "divine feathers."

He cautiously walked over, looking at the feathers in Jiang Laolv's hands, then at the two serene and peaceful divine envoys locked in the cage, and he was greatly shaken!

"Wait! I... I need to confirm something!"

Jiang Feng turned around and ran outside the crowd towards the place where the "divine feathers" were kept, intent on retrieving the feathers preserved by the tribe for comparison!

Everyone else was too shocked to speak, waiting for Jiang Feng to bring the divine feathers.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Feng returned with a green jade box, looking very solemn as he opened it, revealing ten divine feathers, the treasured heirlooms of their ancestors!

"Exactly the same, exactly the same!" Jiang Feng said tremulously.

Now, no one could doubt it anymore, staring in disbelief at the underworld spirits in the cage, feeling their faith collapse in an instant.

Divine feathers, like the Moon God's blessing, had long been believed to bring good fortune to all humans in the tribe. They had given rise to many festival cultures in the Changpan Valley tribe, the most famous being the annual "Divine Lord Festival."

The tribe's bravest hunters were blessed by dipping the divine feathers in holy water during the Divine Lord Festival! This was a very noble rite, and all humans in Changpan Valley took pride in being blessed by the divine feathers.

However, no one expected that these divine feathers, believed to bless their human race with prosperity, actually came from such evil underworld spirits!

"How in hell could these divine feathers come from the underworld spirits?" Jiang Chuan exclaimed in shock and rage.

He was one of the valiant hunters who had undergone the blessing of the divine feathers, feeling honored at the time, but now he just felt itchy all over, filthy, and wished to shed his skin.

"Unbearable! To think that I was baptized by this disgusting thing!"

Most of those who had been blessed by the divine feathers were the hunters who knew the truth and participated in slaying the Meat-Winged Monster! These hunters began to curse, feeling uncomfortable all over.

At this moment, the two Meat-Winged Monsters restrained by Xiang Beifei had become the focus of Changpan Valley; everyone was looking at these two creatures, yet many couldn't accept the truth.

Kari and Rock still maintained their benevolent, kind, and holy appearance. Such a pure exterior was hard for anyone to despise or hate.

The protective aura was so powerful that the people of Changpan Valley found it hard to vilify or question them. They had always worshipped these beings as lofty divine envoys of the Moon God, and their radiance still influenced their thoughts.

People's perceptions weren't something that could change overnight.

Uncle Liang realized this and immediately walked toward the cage with his tobacco pipe, intent on dispelling the illusion created by the Meat-Winged Monsters.

Yet, the idea of hitting the divine envoys on the head made him a bit apprehensive. He gritted his teeth and decided to act, shouting: "Deceptive appearance, deceitful underworld spirits, deceitful Meat-Winged Monsters! I'll knock the true form out of you! Demons and monsters, reveal your true selves now!" This соntеnt оriginаtеs frоm МVLЕМРYR, Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Uncle Liang had come to see hitting them on the head as the key to transforming the Meat-Winged Monsters; he hit with great force, almost as if venting his anger.

Xiang Beifei cooperated from the side, igniting a murderous intent within the two Meat-Winged Monsters again, and in an instant, their feathers vanished, and their holy aura dissipated, reverting them back to their hideous and monstrous horned selves.

With the divine envoys' façade gone, many awakened from the holy glow, once again staring in horror at the two ugly Meat-Winged Monsters.

Jiang Feng, as clan leader, forcefully suppressed his horror and asked: "Divine Envoys... Divine Envoys and underworld spirits, are they really both you?"

Kari and Rock were immensely furious, roaring angrily, making the cage tremble as if it were about to collapse.

However, Uncle Liang extended his tobacco pipe again, knocking on the heads of these two Meat-Winged Monsters, scolding: "Shout again, and I'll knock you senseless! Answer obediently!"

"Uncle Liang, let me ask!" Xiang Beifei stepped forward and said.

He knew what truth the tribe needed and understood how to ask so that the tribesmen would believe it.

Seeing Xiao Houzi speak, Uncle Liang nodded: "Alright, you ask! After all, you were the first to shoot them down, taking them both down with one arrow! You're the hero of our Changpan Valley! It's most fitting for you to ask!"

Finally, he handed his tobacco pipe to Xiang Beifei, saying: "Take it; if they don't answer, use this to knock their heads! I've tried it, and the method works! Keep hitting a few more times if necessary!"

Uncle Liang even demonstrated to Xiang Beifei where on the Meat-Winged Monsters' heads to hit for the best effect, having developed a feel for it just from a short time.

Xiang Beifei chuckled silently.

Uncle Liang thought it was his tobacco pipe that subdued the Meat-Winged Monsters, not knowing the entire affair was aided by Xiang Beifei himself.

"Alright, Uncle Liang."

However, Xiang Beifei neither refused nor exposed the matter; he took Uncle Liang's tobacco pipe, knocked it once on Kari's head, then asked: "Answer the clan leader's question, are you both the underworld spirits and the divine envoys?"

Kari, filled with anger from being hit, sneered, unwilling to answer, thinking: How could I cooperate with human questioning?

Yet, in a certain moment, Kari's mind seemed uncontrollably eager to reveal the truth to all humans.

"Yes."

Kari's voice was full of passion, powerful and forceful, as if proclaiming the highest truth of the world!

It even widened its own eyes afterward!

—Damn it! Why did I say it so firmly and passionately?

Kari was momentarily dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, Rock, on the other side, also appeared bewildered, looking at Kari: This mentor, is he an idiot? Isn't he the one who always taught us to keep things secret from humans? Why did he say such unreliable things now?

"Since you intend to slaughter humans, why disguise yourselves as divine envoys, and what is your purpose in doing so?"

Xiang Beifei knocked on Kari's head again, and it had to be said that Uncle Liang's tobacco pipe was quite solid; it was handy to use.

Kari was furious inside but grew docile after being knocked again, continuing to loudly reveal the truth:

"We treat the humans here as livestock, herding them with desolate beasts to trap them in this area, preventing them from leaving. Disguising as divine envoys was because if we don't show our murderous intent, we appear perfect, and humans love this image.

But when we reveal our murderous intent, we turn into underworld spirits. Some of our Moon God guises kill humans as underworld spirits, while others, as divine envoys, save humans, driving away the spirits. This way, humans would devote their faith to the divine envoys and be under our control."

More and more people started to feel shocked and furious!

To the divine envoys, Changpan Valley was... actually a pen for livestock?

The deities they always worshipped actually regarded them as livestock!

No wonder they could never leave this area, couldn't migrate, forced to merely scrape by here, constantly on edge to fend off the underworld spirits.

The breaths of Jiang Feng and Jiang Laolv, among others, even became heavier.

Is this what they called the truth?

Was Changpan Valley merely a livestock pen?