Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

The deathly silence did not last long.

As the initial shock and bewilderment subsided, the surviving humans looked at the three hunters on the ground, who seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mountain, unable to move, their eyes filled with only fear. They then looked at the seemingly empty void that exuded a supreme and reassuring majesty. An indescribable emotion began to brew in their chests.

It wasn't cheering or ecstasy, but a near-suffocating awe, and a kind of... cautious anticipation, like a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, his face covered in wrinkles and grime, but whose eyes were clearer than others, walked shakily to the open space in the center of the tribe, supported by several stronger members of the tribe. He was the priest of this tribe, and also the oldest and most knowledgeable person here.

The old priest pushed away the help he was being given, straightened his most "complete" piece of clothing—a tattered robe sewn from some kind of black animal hide—and then slowly and solemnly knelt down in the void where Lin Xuan's divine sense was located, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground.

"Priest Cang of the Rock Tribe, along with all the surviving members of the tribe, kowtows to thank the gods for saving our lives!" His voice was hoarse and dry, yet it carried an undeniable piety.

As he knelt in worship, the surviving humans behind him, regardless of age, seemed to have found their leader and knelt down in unison, their dark heads protruding to the ground, uttering indistinct but grateful sobs and prayers.

They didn't know who this being was or where it came from, but they witnessed the miracle and felt its power, as vast as the starry sky. In this desperate world where survival was precarious and people were treated as mere sustenance, the fact that such a powerful being was willing to protect them, even temporarily, was enough to earn their utmost loyalty and faith.

Lin Xuan's divine sense swept over the kneeling crowd below, and he could clearly feel that strands of faith power, clearer and purer than before, were beginning to emanate from them and merge into his own body. Although still weak, its quality was superior to the faith of the disciples on Kunwu Star, possessing a purity and steadfastness born from despair.

"I am not a god." Lin Xuan's voice rang out again, calm yet majestic, resounding deep into the souls of every kneeling worshipper. "I bestow power upon you; whether you can grasp it depends on yourselves."

Before the words were finished, three faint purple-gold rays of light, like living serpents, shot out from the void and precisely entered the brows of the three suppressed hunters.

"Pfft!"

Like the soft crack of a watermelon breaking, the three hunters, along with their demonic wolves, stiffened abruptly. The light in their eyes dimmed and vanished instantly, their life force completely dissipating. Their souls and a portion of their vital essence were instantly stripped and refined by the purplish-gold light, transforming into three pure energy spheres that hovered in the air.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished into thin air!

This ruthless and efficient method sent a chill down the spines of the crowd below, who lowered their heads even further, their awe reaching its peak.

Lin Xuan manipulated the three spheres of energy with his divine sense, dividing them evenly into hundreds of tiny points of light. At the same time, a foundation-building method he had greatly simplified and refined, suitable for the physique of the human race in this world and mainly guiding them to refine their own blood and qi with the chaotic spiritual energy of the outside world—the Basic Blood Refining Technique—transformed into countless spiritual imprints and merged with those energy points of light.

"This is the Basic Blood Refining Technique, which can guide blood and qi, strengthen the body, open the dantian, and absorb spiritual energy." "This is the resource to help you enter the path." "How much you can absorb and how far you can go depends on your own destiny."

As he spoke, the hundreds of points of light, which were infused with the imprint of the cultivation technique and pure energy, were like fireflies guided to precisely enter the foreheads of every surviving human below (including children)!

"Buzz—!"

In an instant, the entire Rock Tribe was enveloped by an invisible energy fluctuation.

Those who received the light points all shuddered! The operating method of the "Basic Blood Refining Technique" naturally appeared in their minds—simple and direct, yet pointing directly to the essence of blood and qi cultivation. At the same time, a gentle and pure energy spread within their bodies, like parched land receiving sweet rain, spontaneously circulating along the path of the technique!

"Hot...so hot!" "I feel...something flowing inside my body!" "My strength...it seems like I've gotten stronger!"

Exclamations and incredulous murmurs rose and fell.

Those tribesmen who were originally sallow-faced, thin, and depleted of qi and blood saw their complexions visibly become rosy, their withered muscles begin to fill out, and their listless spirits are revitalized! The changes were most noticeable in the tribe's stronger warriors and a few talented youths.

The qi and blood in their bodies were stirred by the cultivation technique, like a dormant volcano beginning to awaken, frantically devouring the foreign energy, impacting the blocked meridians, and converging towards the dantian and sea of ​​qi!

The old priest Cang felt a long-lost power within him, even surpassing that of his youth, and an unprecedented gleam shone in his cloudy old eyes. He followed the method in his mind, circulating it with all his might, guiding that energy.

"boom!"

As if a dam had been breached, he felt a sudden jolt in his lower abdomen (lower dantian), and a virtual yet undeniably real space was created! Although it was only the size of a grain of rice, it was like a vortex, autonomously absorbing the sparse chaotic spiritual energy in the surrounding air and his own boiling blood and qi, transforming it into wisps of pale red true qi, imbued with the aura of life and power!

Foundation Establishment! In a short period of time, with the resources and techniques bestowed upon him by Lin Xuan, he actually crossed the threshold of the Foundation Establishment stage!

This seems to be a signal.

Immediately afterwards, a series of bursts of energy erupted!

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Several more people in the tribe have successfully opened their dantian and entered the Foundation Establishment stage! They were all originally outstanding members of the tribe, some young and strong, others exceptionally talented. Although they are only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, it is a world of difference compared to their previous state where they were barely able to reach the Qi Refining stage!

Their bodies became more resilient, their strength increased several times over, and their senses became more acute, even allowing them to vaguely sense the energy flowing in the air.

Most of the other clansmen who failed to establish their foundation immediately have completed the accumulation of Qi Refining stage and reached the mid-to-late stage of Qi Refining. Their physique has been greatly improved, and they are no longer the frail people they used to be.

The atmosphere of the entire tribe underwent a dramatic transformation in the short span of an incense stick's time! From the previous deathly silence and despair, it became vibrant, full of energy and hope!

Everyone, regardless of whether they had reached the Foundation Establishment stage or not, bowed deeply to the void once again. This time, their eyes were filled not only with awe, but also with heartfelt fervor and worship!

"Thank you, Venerable Xuan, for bestowing this power! Thank you, Venerable Xuan, for your grace!" The old priest Cang's voice boomed, trembling with immense excitement. He had taken it upon himself to bestow upon Lin Xuan the title of "Venerable Xuan."

"Thank you, Venerable Xuan, for bestowing the Dharma! Thank you, Venerable Xuan, for your grace!" Hundreds of people shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens. The power of their faith, like a trickle of water, converged into a river, surging towards Lin Xuan with even greater force than before.

Lin Xuan felt the significantly stronger and purer power of faith, as well as the transformative changes in the tribe below, and his heart remained calm and undisturbed.

They pass on their doctrines, harvest faith, and cultivate pawns.

All of this was part of his plan.

He looked at the newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivators, especially the old priest Cang, and transmitted his thoughts directly into their minds:

"Cang, you will temporarily serve as the tribe's leader, commanding the people. Cultivate diligently and protect the tribe." "Familiarize yourself with your power as soon as possible; this place is not safe to stay for long."

Cang shuddered and immediately responded respectfully with his divine sense: "I will obey the decree of the Mysterious Venerable! Cang is willing to die for this!"

Lin Xuan said no more. He knew that the divine and demonic forces behind the hunters' failure to return on time would soon become aware of it. Time was running out for this tribe.

He needs them to develop a certain level of self-defense capability as soon as possible, at least enough to hold out until... his next plan unfolds.

The sowing is complete; now it's time to wait for the wind and rain, and... to prepare for a potentially larger-scale hunt.

His divine sense swept across the distant horizon, where an even more powerful shadow seemed to be quietly gathering.