If one had to use a single phrase to describe Patan, the Blue Robe Priest’s feelings, it would be dreaming!

He felt like he was dreaming!

A kind of real dream he had never experienced before!

This kind of dream, he had it when he was an ignorant teenager, struggling to survive in his own tribe.

Dreaming of the reappearance of the Yizhi Heavenly God’s Glory, making the Yidongqing Divine Tree Flower bloom across the entire tribe, giving the tribe endless food and water.

All these years, this dream had never been realized.

Not even the mightiest Sand Sea Divine Priest in the Yizhi Temple could fulfill Patan’s childhood dream.

According to Patan Mama, only the Heavenly God could fulfill his dream!

When faced with a natural disaster, Patan’s mother saved a bit of grain for him to survive, she told him on a certain future day, the great Yizhi Heavenly God would realize his dream.

He must believe that the Yizhi Heavenly God wouldn’t abandon them and always watch over him, testing his resilience.

By holding on to this belief, his dream might come true one day.

It was his mother’s dying exhortation and his steadfast belief that allowed Patan to survive that disaster, fortifying his heart.

However, Patan never forgot this dream.

As his Cultivation increased and he gained more understanding of the Yizhi Temple, Patan realized that the possibility of his dream coming true was long gone!

The Yizhi Heavenly God had long since abandoned them!

But now, at this moment, the dream he had dreamt for countless years suddenly appeared before him.

In that instant, his mother’s exhortation echoed in Patan’s ears once again!

"You must believe, the Yizhi Heavenly God will not abandon us, must believe the Yizhi Heavenly God is watching you, that the Heavenly God’s Glory only shines upon the strongest..."

His mother’s voice whispered like the wind around his ears, and the fading belief seemed to rise again at this instant.

In the next moment, Patan could no longer maintain his high stance suspended in the air, dropping down to the ground with a thud.

Tears already covered his cheeks, and in the most devout posture, Patan worshiped Ye Zhen like a heavenly god!

With tears streaming down their faces were nearly one hundred thousand Sha Clan people.

As they watched the Yidongqing Divine Tree Flower bloom instantly across the entire Black Sand Tribe, the faint sweet fragrance filled the air.

All the Sha Clan people were tearful at this moment.

This was the moment of the Yizhi Heavenly God’s Glory reemerging, all the Sha Clan people, whether the Chief Hei Mann or the three Realm King Realm powerhouses, or the priest Patan and the temple warriors he brought.

All of them used the most devout posture, pressing their heads against the sand, letting excited tears moisten the soil beneath them.

"Thank the Yizhi Heavenly God’s blessing, thank the Divine Envoy for bestowing divine grace!"

"Thank the Yizhi Heavenly God’s blessing, thank the Divine Envoy for bestowing divine grace!"

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Everyone repeated these two phrases, even if their bodies trembled with excitement, they persistently maintained the most devout posture, with their heads pressed against the sand, their buttocks raised high.

Just now eagerly anticipating Green-Robed Priest Laxen, like being struck by a bolt of lightning, stood dumbfounded.

When his superior Patan also knelt, Laxen was stunned.

Especially in such solemn and sacred atmosphere, Laxen no longer dared to stay aloft, trembling with fear, he landed on the ground and, following his superior Patan, devoutly worshiped Ye Zhen.

At this moment, Ye Zhen, surrounded by dancing green lights, with a surging wave of Divine Sense around him.

Over seven hundred thousand Yidongqing Divine Trees, rapidly growing under the influence of Ye Zhen and Little Demon’s Divine Sense.

Not only demonstrating a Divine Miracle by causing surface flower buds, Ye Zhen was genuinely blessing the Black Sand Tribe’s Sha Clan people.

The roots of the freshly blossomed Yidongqing Divine Tree beneath the earth, under Little Demon’s power catalysis and water irrigation, quickly grew lots of root nodules.

These nodules, under the influence of Little Demon and Ye Zhen’s Divine Sense, penetrated the rich riverbed, gradually binding and forming a hardly-permeable underground riverbank.

Having done all these, Ye Zhen was drenched in sweat.

After all, catalyzing seventy to eighty thousand Yidongqing Divine Trees, even Little Demon’s internal power, was consumed in large part.

However, this wasn’t over.

Outside the river, the Yidongqing Divine Trees, prompted by Little Demon, began to grow in all directions underground again, while part of the roots extended near the underground river, others spread horizontally.

Stabilizing and restoring the soil.

Without any mishap, in a few years, the Black Sand Tribe’s farmland would greatly expand, and the soil would improve.

Moreover, the destructive power of natural disasters and sandstorms here would significantly weaken.

Lastly, Ye Zhen, using Divine Sense, influenced the Yidongqing Divine Tree on the surface, surrounding the Black Sand Tribe’s settlement area, forming a hedge-like thicket.

Gazing over, the entire Black Sand Tribe had become a yellow and green ocean, in this desolate yellow sand sea, standing like a solitary pearl, exceptionally enchanting.

Ye Zhen’s catalysis and layout process lasted for a full two hours, while the Sha Clan people, Hei Mann, as well as the Priest of Patan, and the temple warriors, knelt for a full two hours.

Moreover, they knelt for two hours, and their worship and prayers lasted for two hours.

During these two hours, Ye Zhen’s mind was fully controlling and influencing the growth of the Yidongqing Divine Tree and the underground layout, without paying attention to the changes within himself.

At the end, Ye Zhen suddenly discovered that the size of his Primordial Spirit had increased again.

However, the extent of the growth was not large.

It only increased from two point five inches to two point seven!

Although this growth meant Ye Zhen’s Primordial Spirit had grown larger as a whole.

The increase from two point six to two point seven is definitely greater than the increase from two point five to two point six.

But in fact, compared to yesterday’s direct increase of half an inch, today’s growth is still very small.

This made Ye Zhen quite surprised.

To be honest, from the moment the flowers of the Yidongqing Divine Tree bloomed all over, Ye Zhen knew that he had successfully invoked the Power of Belief from the fanatics once again.

Moreover, this is the second time evoking the Power of Belief from these fanatics, so the Power of Belief towards Ye Zhen would only be more steadfast and more magnificent.

And today, the number of people is about ten percent more than yesterday.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Zhen’s Primordial Spirit growth today should exceed yesterday.

But in reality, the growth is only half of what it was yesterday.

This made Ye Zhen quite puzzled and helpless.

After all, the Power of Belief, compared to Spiritual Power, is more elusive and mysterious. Ye Zhen still doesn’t understand its secrets.

However, even with this kind of growth, Ye Zhen was satisfied.

With a flicker of his eyes, Ye Zhen drew back his Divine Sense and set his gaze on the devoted Blue Robe Priest Patan, accurately proceeding with the second step of his plan.

But at the moment Ye Zhen’s Divine Sense returned to his body, a strange feeling suddenly emanated from Ye Zhen’s Dark Palace.

As Ye Zhen’s Divine Sense focused on the Dark Palace, his expression became astonished.

In Ye Zhen’s Dark Palace, in front of Ye Zhen’s Primordial Spirit, a crystal-clear golden droplet suddenly appeared.

This golden droplet was very small, only the size of a soybean.

But in Ye Zhen’s eyes, this golden droplet, only the size of a soybean, seemed heavier than a mountain.

Moreover, with the appearance of this golden droplet, Ye Zhen’s Dark Palace also seemed to undergo some changes.

This feeling was very bizarre, and even Ye Zhen himself couldn’t describe it.

The golden droplet was distinctly in Ye Zhen’s Seven Mysterious Spirit Palace, but in Ye Zhen’s feeling, it was as if the Seven Mysterious Spirit Palace was within that golden droplet.

The Seven Mysterious Spirit Palace was very large, but in front of the golden droplet, it was very small; the golden droplet was very small, but in feeling, it was larger than the golden droplet.

This strange sense of size made Ye Zhen feel like he was about to spit blood.

What surprised Ye Zhen even more was that until now, he hasn’t figured out where this golden droplet came from.

Every change within Ye Zhen’s Seven Mysterious Spirit Palace was known to him, but only this golden droplet appeared out of thin air.

Ye Zhen could roughly conclude that this golden droplet should be related to the Power of Belief from the Sha Clan people, but as for the specifics, Ye Zhen didn’t know.

"Achou, do you know what’s going on here?" Ye Zhen questioned the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou.

"Lord Ye, this time, I’m truly clueless."

Achou not knowing left Ye Zhen a bit dumbfounded.

"Achou, aren’t you quite familiar with the Power of Belief? Not that the Little Demon hasn’t whipped you, and you’re playing tricks with me again?"

Ye Zhen was a bit anxious, as hundreds of green whip shadows were raised by the Little Demon, just waiting for Ye Zhen’s command to strike down.

Upon hearing this, the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou was flustered.

"My dear Lord Ye, my dear ancestor Ye, would I dare? This time, I truly don’t know!"

"I previously had some understanding of the Power of Belief and Faith, mainly because my lord had vast knowledge, many friends back in the day, and learned a lot from many sources.

But all of these understandings are just superficial.

I myself have never had the opportunity to truly touch the Power of Belief, which is the real Heaven and Earth Dao. How could I, a trapped Artifact Spirit, attain godliness and enjoy that Power of Belief?"

At this point, Achou paused, "However, I can confirm one thing."

"What thing?" Ye Zhen asked.

"This golden droplet should be related to the real Creation Power!" Achou said.

"Related to Creation Power?"

"It should be, but this is just my hypothesis! The creation heritage is incredibly mysterious, making it difficult for ordinary people to discern. By the way, Lord Ye, perhaps you could ask Zi Spirit, her knowledge might not be inferior to mine." Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou suggested.

Nodding, Ye Zhen then immersed his Divine Sense into the Purple Spirit Immortal Sword!