The Tribal Chief froze where he stood, the wild joy on his face instantly solidifying.
The tribespeople behind him also stopped kowtowing and raised their heads in confusion.
Dig a canal?
Divert the water over here?
They found it hard to understand the words of the god before them.
They were a group of people on the verge of starving and dying of thirst. They barely had the strength to stand, yet this god wanted them to work?
The miracle was right before their eyes, and the fresh spring was within reach. Why could he not simply open that curtain of light and let them in for a drink?
"God..."
The Tribal Chief struggled, still wanting to continue begging.
This had to be a test from the god, a test of their devotion.
Just then, the oldest elder in the tribe was helped forward, trembling unsteadily.
His cloudy eyes stared fixedly at Water God and Evergreen within the curtain of light. His cracked lips trembled as he uttered meaningless syllables.
"East... the East..."
"Elder Agu, what did you say?" the chief asked, turning back in confusion.
The elder called Agu suddenly burst with an unusual light in his eyes. Pointing at Water God and Evergreen, his voice became shrill with excitement.
"They are gods from the East! They look exactly like the people of the Celestial Dynasty Kingdom from the legends!"
Gods from the East? The Celestial Dynasty Kingdom?
Those two terms exploded in the minds of every tribesperson like thunder.
That continent was said to be a land of abundance, where gold covered the ground and silk was piled into mountains.
The gods who lived there were even more renowned for their generosity and compassion. They bestowed food and wine upon their believers, protecting them from calamities.
So they