Some human prayers brought down a flicker of spiritual vitality, curing illness and relieving disaster. Others received patterns similar to blood markings.
Unlike the crude patterns of those small tribes, these blood markings were far more exquisite. Once inscribed, they bestowed far greater strength, even enough to initially rival Qi Refining Realm cultivation.
Yet Ye Tian did not linger here for long.
When he encountered weak tribes, Ye Tian would descend and guide them toward his Place of Preaching. Small tribes trapped in desperate straits were mostly willing to go.
As for whether they could reach Ye Tian's Place of Preaching, that was no longer Ye Tian's concern. That depended on their own fortune.
Such great tribes had flourished because they served the Great Tribe of Offerings. Though they could not escape the threat of Great Ferocious Beasts, replacing their temples with the Sacred Ancestor outright would be far more troublesome.
Fortunately, Ye Tian could not be bothered to entangle himself with them.
The small tribes receiving his teachings would sooner or later rise because of them. When that time came, so many small tribes gathered together would inevitably embark upon the road of integration.
And then, one belonging to the temples and one belonging to the Sacred Ancestor, the two great tribes would inevitably clash.
Tribes that stepped onto the path of cultivation would certainly grow much stronger. By then, the temples would naturally decline.
At last, several days later, Ye Tian saw the statue standing in the center of the continent.
The statue stood over ten thousand zhang tall. And just as Ye Tian had guessed, it was identical to the temple statues. Those temple statues were merely shrunk countless times over.
The other difference was that this statue possessed even greater spiritual vitality. Though the giant stone