No, right now there is a good opportunity to accumulate fanatical followers - the Great Resurrection.

In this uncivilized and ignorant land, the accumulation of faith is quite simple and easy.

Why is it that the more developed a civilization is, the harder it is for true gods to emerge?

Because in a civilization with advanced science and technology, it is difficult to believe in the so-called "god" based on the general education level of the people and their knowledge and understanding of the world.

Unless the level of science and technology reaches its peak, and one can truly realize the existence of the "true god" and discover the benefits that the true god can bring to civilization, then the two will cooperate with each other.

Otherwise, only this uncivilized stage is the easiest time to develop faith.

Just from the performance just now, a fanatical believer was born among these dozen indigenous people, and everyone else is a devout believer.

What a terrifying concept this is?

As long as there are hundreds of fanatical believers, it will be easy to light the divine fire!

In such a "fertile" faith soil, it is possible for several more saints to be born!

Ignore the shocked natives.

Afan said hello to the three "gods", handed over the corpses and souls to the divine monarch, and then entered through the gate of heaven and returned to the "god realm".

Then, the door to eternity also closed and disappeared into the air.

Yinlix walked up to Dashan and smiled: "You are Dashan, right? The boy who awakened the power of divine magic on his own."

Dashan quickly and respectfully replied: "Respect God, I am Dashan."

Yinlix chuckled: "Don't be so cautious. Where is your tribe? Let's go there now. Resurrect these children earlier, so we can start completing the tasks entrusted to us by the God of Light and Immortality earlier."

Hearing this, Dashan immediately identified the direction and pointed in one direction: "Honored God, keep walking this way. The fireball in the sky will rise and fall about fifteen times and we will arrive."

"Well, I understand."

Yinlux nodded slightly.

The staff in his hand suddenly burst into brilliant golden light and shadow.

When Dashan and the other natives came to their senses, they were horrified to find that they had been enveloped in a ball of golden power and flown into the air.

Before they could show their fearful expressions, the natives felt their feet shake, and immediately felt a sense of being down to earth.

Dashan looked around blankly and found that his legs were firmly standing on the ground.

Isn't this lush mountain at our feet the location of their tribe?

Now, he was standing less than a hundred meters away from the door of his house.

The entrance to the cave occupied by the Menghu tribe for generations is close to our eyes.

Some of the tribe members who had just gone out and the two tribe warriors who were responsible for guarding now had their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, staring blankly at these people who had just appeared.

"You...you...this..."

An old man with poor mental endurance seemed to be too frightened.

He tremblingly pointed at the mountain and muttered a few words. He couldn't take a breath and actually fainted.

It was Yinlux who used his soul power to support him, which prevented the frail old man from being thrown to death on the spot.

"Elder Dashu!"

A young native next to him exclaimed, hurriedly gathered around, and carried the old man named "Big Tree" back to the cave with all his hands.

The rest of the people also ran back in a huff, and only two warrior guards holding bone spears were still looking nervously at the entrance of the cave.

Dashan greeted the people of the Menghu tribe: "Hey! Hello! I am Dashan! We are back!"

"You...are you really a big mountain?" One of the guards asked tremblingly, "They...who are they?"

Six hundred people all rushed to that station, and their bodies continued to release a chilling aura.

Not to mention that these natives were afraid, even the most elite soul master legions and soul master groups on the Douluo Continent were equally scared when they saw them.

Six hundred powerful men with the lowest cultivation level, all of whom are at the high-level Contra level, are stationed there. Even if they do nothing, they will naturally form a powerful aura that will frighten the people around them.

"Big Shitou, Little Shitou, what are you two so stupid about? Of course I am Dashan! I will prove it to you!"

Seeing his companions asking questions, Dashan immediately revealed his martial soul and soul ring, transformed into a giant bear, and waved his long arms to greet them.

"These are the most distinguished guests. Go and call my father and all the elders over! Hurry!"

"Then... then you guys wait..."

The young man named Xiao Shitou left a word and ran into the cave as if he were fleeing, leaving his brother alone and frightened.

The indigenous warriors and teenagers who were still alive walked out of the team and walked toward the cave, calling the big stone's name as they walked.

"Dashi, don't you have bad eyesight? Can't you even recognize us?"

"That's right, what's there to be afraid of? I'm telling you, it'll be good for you to run over and see me later!"

"Uncle Big Stone, look, look, I have received a gift from God!"

"..."

The familiar faces and the rapid-fire words made Da Shitou feel a little confused.

He could recognize that this was the team that set off for a trial in the forest half a month ago.

But how come they came back so quickly?

How long has it been?

Although Da Shi put down some doubts, his eyes still flashed with a wary look, and he would not let these returning natives get close to him.

Even though these look like they are all his people.

The little stone moves very quickly.

In just half a minute, an old man as strong as a bear rushed out.

It is also the Dreadclaw Bear martial spirit that is exactly the same as the mountain.

However, he has a total of nine soul rings, and the ratio of soul rings is better than Dashan: one white, two yellow, two purple, and four black.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although it is not the best ratio, it is already considered excellent on this primitive continent.

Behind the burly old man were several other burly and stout old men, the youngest of whom were at least sixty years old.

Although his aura is not weak, his cultivation is somewhat average.

Apart from one Soul Douluo, there are only two Soul Saints and five Soul Emperors.

Originally, the old man at the head was still very aggressive when he first came out.

but......

When he saw the people in front of him clearly, he was stunned on the spot.

Not only was his body stiff, but the cold sweat directly soaked the animal skins he was wearing.

Not just Dashan’s father.

The few old men who just came out basically had the same reaction.

If it weren't for their tribesmen, their relatives and descendants in this cave, I am afraid that some of the old men would be so frightened that they would run away as fast as possible.

Four hundred Contras and two hundred Titled Douluo rushed to that station, and everyone was afraid of them.

"Dad! Elders, we are back!"

Seeing that his father and many elders had come out, Dashan took three steps at a time and quickly came to them.

Several old men looked at each other, looking at the situation in front of them, no one could speak.

Penetrating, too penetrating.

In the end, Mr. Baoxiong, who serves as the leader of the tribe, is "not afraid of danger".

He stepped forward and asked his biological son: "Dashan, what is going on? Why did you come back so fast? Where did the rest of them go?"

"Dad, it's like this..."

At that moment, Dashan immediately told his father and several elders everything that had happened before and what he had seen and heard.

Judging from the wonderful and continuously changing expressions on their faces, this incident should have given them a great shock.

Elderly people are mostly stubborn and stubborn.

But when they saw the radiance of divine magic appearing in Dashan's hand, they could no longer remain calm. The expressions on the faces of Yinlix and his group suddenly became eager and fearful.

Under Dashan's explanation, several old men quickly turned around and returned to the cave, shouting something loudly.

After a while, thousands of men, women, and children poured out of the cave.

They were all wearing clothes made of animal skins, and their faces had the same confused and frightened expressions as those of the elders.

The three Yinlux people watched all this quietly from a distance, and ordered the undead creatures to retreat further to reduce the threat to them.

There are thousands of people in this tribe, and there are also some titled Douluo.

According to the judgment of the Holy Monarch, this can definitely be considered a large tribe.
To be continued...