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The surging breath came abruptly and disappeared just as quickly, vanishing in an instant like the bloom of an ephemeral flower.

The old man in black looked around. He didn’t notice anything unusual, but he still felt a bit uneasy.

This was, after all, Liu Village, the Land Blessed by the Gods as per the legend.

The power of the deity was unquestionably immense and wherever it went, it radiated a divine awe for thousands of miles, causing the entire Wilderness to tremble.

Even the Ancient Divine Mountains, with their long history, seemed like jesters before it.

Such a presence was akin to living with a tiger for the ancient nations in this wild land. Not a single human emperor from these nations would be able to sleep peacefully through the night.

Otherwise, the emperor himself would not have sent him here.

But it’s been so long since a Divine Spirit made an appearance on this continent that they’ve almost forgotten the terror and power of such beings.

If they hadn’t, why would the person sitting on the throne, holding the lives of millions, consider probing such an existence?

However, he had a unique status and was bound to the emperor’s commands, hence had no choice but to obey.

The elderly man in black couldn’t be sure whether the deity of the village had noticed him, but he was on a do-or-die mission and could only proceed cautiously.

He might have wrongfully blamed Jiang Hui though. The man had merely stretched himself and wasn’t deliberately targeting anyone.

On the winding and steep stone steps like a long dragon.

A few men with broad swords were walking at the front. The way was rugged, and before they realized it, the scenery brightened, and they had reached the top of the mountain.

At the top of the hill, it was lush with flowers in full bloom, and life was bursting as if spring was in its prime, a dazzling sight.

Surrounded by glowing stars like flying snow, they gently fell from above the sky, dotting the landscape…

This was the manifestation of the dense Spiritual Energy. Under the dense crown of trees, it condensed into water droplets, which returned to the earth like a drizzle, carrying some mystical energy.

Just a single breath of it could replenish vitality, enhance physique, and was highly cherished.

“Such dense Spiritual Energy has actually condensed to form a substance and transformed into Spirit Rain!”

Some people gasped in shock, their faces reflecting greed and astonishment. Ignoring the bemused looks of others around them, they eagerly opened their mouths to catch the small droplets falling from the sky.

This naturally cultivated spiritual object was a treasure that was hard to find even in the powerful forces they belonged to, and every drop was precious.

Even a typical Cave Heaven Place would not be able to form Spirit Rain, which required high-quality and dense Spiritual Energy – a missing element would make it impossible.

In the center was a large man-made altar, towering tens of meters high. It was constructed from marble, grand and majestic, much like an open-air palace, revealing an extraordinary craftsmanship.

At the corners of the altar, traces of bright Beast Blood could be barely seen.

This was the ultimate ceremony to sacrifice to the Sacrificial Spirit, sprinkling boiling Beast Blood at the four corners of the altar, praying for a bountiful harvest, peace, and success in the coming year.

Many tribes would do this as a manifestation of their devotion to the Sacrificial Spirit.

The man was simply unprepared for such a way of offering sacrifices to the deity.

It wasn’t complicated, but too simple.

This was a deity, a supreme Divine Spirit, whose mere gesture could cause the entire Wilderness to tremble.

Such a presence, he thought, might involve a somewhat different ritual.

The man with the broad sword continued to walk.

Behind the altar, a towering figure, like a mountain, suddenly loomed into their sight.

It was an incredibly immense and eternal figure.

Countless stars circled around it, endless galaxies poured in, and a single leaf seemed as vast as the universe, emitting an eternal aura…

Under the sky.

Thousands of willow branches hung down densely, emitting a shiny emerald glow, like countless sharp jade spears piercing the ground, giving off a chilling, terrifying aura.

Feeling the overwhelming aura from this giant figure, the man with the broad sword was dumbfounded.

This thrilling sight left him wide-eyed, his heart trembling, and giving him a feeling of awe for a towering mountain.

The man with the broad sword breathed heavily, experiencing such a terrifying aura for the first time in his life. It was too terrifying that it seemed to freeze his blood instantly.

Standing before this gigantic willow tree, he felt more insignificant and trivial than ever.

Far in the distance, the willow tree soared to the sky, standing like a titan under the vast sky. Its whole body radiated a divine glow like the blazing sun, too dazzling to look directly at.

Even an unintentional glance made him feel as if his eyes were on fire. If he continued to look, he might lose his sight entirely.

The man with the broad sword was taken aback, quickly lowered his head, and dared not look directly at the terrifying figure in the distance.

A momentary fear surged in his heart. He felt that he had been too presumptuous. He was just a mortal from a realm, how could he dare to observe a deity that lorded above so directly?

Not just the man with the broad sword, but everyone else also hurriedly retracted their gaze, not daring to stare directly at the figure in the distance.

“The Willow God Above, these are the newest members of our village. Everyone is present and accounted for!”

Only when everyone had reached the top of the mountain did Old Man Lin step out from the crowd, speaking with utmost humility..