"Great incarnation of the divine envoy of the Yizhi Sand Sea Heavenly God, please forgive our foolishness and ignorance. It was our lowliness that made us shortsighted and commit this foolish act, causing us to turn our backs on the Heavenly God's glory.
"Now, foolish and lowly as we are, we have finally awakened. We beg the merciful Heavenly God to allow our Original Sand Tribe to return beneath the radiance of the Heavenly God's glory."
As he spoke, Diga, the Clan Head of the Original Sand Tribe, heavily slammed his head into the sand, raising his backside high as he waited for their fate in the most humble posture.
At the same instant, every Sand Clansman of the Original Sand Tribe knelt toward Ye Zhen, begging the divine envoy Ye Zhen's forgiveness in the humblest posture.
In the sky, Sand Sea Divine Sacrifice Meng Lixi's expression turned incomparably ugly.
It was not only the Original Sand Tribe. Even among the people behind him, aside from several Blue Robe and Green Robe Priests who were his confidants, the more than one hundred temple warriors descended to the ground in utter terror and bowed toward Ye Zhen with the utmost devotion, terrified that they and the tribes behind them would be abandoned by the Heavenly God.
Above all, the move Ye Zhen had displayed just now was far too terrifying.
If making the flowers of the Yidongqing Divine Tree bloom across the mountains in an instant had been a Divine Miracle, a gift from the Heavenly God, then causing those Yidongqing Divine Trees in full bloom to wither and die in an instant was divine might—the Heavenly God's means of punishment, the Heavenly God's Wrath.
Compared to the Heavenly God's gifts, the Heavenly God's Wrath was far more intimidating.
How had