Blessing of Light, God-Making, Lu Lin Village

The enormous Fireball crashed down into the forest.

Countless Monster Beasts that couldn't escape perished beneath its terrifying might.

In almost an instant, the lush forest from before became a barren wasteland.

Fortunately, the Fireball had been created by Lu Lin using his spiritual power, so its impact was relatively weaker.

Otherwise, a huge pond would have appeared beside the village.

Lu Lin slowly descended.

He looked at the villagers gathered around him.

Under Lu Lin's gaze, every villager lowered their head without thinking, including Iron Hammer and Gu Xiang.

Only Village Chief Green dared to look at Lu Lin, watching him cautiously and warily.

His gaze was as if he were looking at a deity.

Lu Lin's expression didn't change.

He raised a hand.

The light of the Blessing Technique flickered in Lu Lin's palm.

Lu Lin already knew clearly which villagers had been injured while cultivating.

But this time, Lu Lin wasn't just going to heal those people.

Every member of the village had one ailment or another.

Someone who looked healthy wasn't necessarily in perfect health.

Take Iron Hammer, whom Lu Lin knew best.

As captain of the hunting party, he was the strongest in the whole village, but his body was covered in countless wounds, injuries, illnesses, and hidden ailments.

While Iron Hammer was in his prime, these problems hadn't yet become too serious.

But once his strength was no longer at its peak and began to decline, they would all erupt at once.

So Lu Lin had to make sure everyone in the village had a healthy body. Only then could they trust and follow him, spreading his name far and wide.

White light.

It carried a healing effect.

Just looking at it made people feel calm and at ease.

The villagers immersed in it