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Even though Yang Jian told Yang Junshan about the various uses and possibilities of the force of desire, Yang Junshan was still wary of it.

In fact, when Yang Junshan first heard about the existence of the force of desire from Yang Jian, he told Yang Jian to be cautious, but in the end, he still refined the force of desire for his own use.

Although Yang Junshan knew it was just an accident, but towards this new and unfamiliar power, Yang Junshan still had an unreal illusion.

Yang Jian roughly understood Yang Junshan's concerns, and said: "Has this sovereign thought that Merging Heavenly Sovereign or one of the Sector lord, might not be completely clueless about this new power?"

Yang Junshan acknowledged and looked at Yang Jian, "What do you want to say?"

Yang Jian said, "This kind of power is really brand-new, has it never been seen before? Or could it be that this power only appeared in the beginning of the sky? "

Yang Junshan said, "You mean that Heavenly Sovereign Pu Yuan might know about this?"

Liu Tie said, "Maybe it's not just Heavenly Sovereign Pu Yuan, after all, whenever a world is born, there would never be just one cultivator with a Mysterious Light of Absolute Beginning and fighting for Sector lord position. Although there would only be one Sector lord position in the end, other people might not die!"

Yang Junshan immediately thought of the Confucian Great Luo, Yan Xinyuan. This person had once participated in the Nine Heavens Star Realm's competition, and within the circumference star realm, there were also Ancient Immortals that survived when the sky was opened.

Before Abundant Heaven World, a total of twenty-seven plane world s were born in the starry sky, and how many of the Great Magical-powered Man who participated in the competition among the twenty-seven plane world s were born, and how many of them had survived till now?

Yang Junshan never thought of himself as the special one. Since he could discover the existence of the force of desire in the native tribes of Abundant Heaven World, it didn't make sense that others couldn't.

Yang Junshan shook his head: "But he never told me about the force of desire."

But Yang Jian said, "How can we figure out Merging Heavenly Sovereign's thoughts? It's just that at this point, why don't you allow me to continue trying? In any case, I am just a exoskeleton, if something is amiss, I will just cut off the connection and give up on me! "

When Yang Junshan heard this, he frowned and said sternly: "The three of you may only be my exoskeleton, but in reality, you are the key to my path of dao. Unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not abandon me!"

Yang Jian chuckled and said, "Don't worry, this sovereign. We still want to see this sovereign achieve Immortal Supreme Sovereign. In the future, we can also follow this sovereign and roam the primal chaos, immortal and indestructible!"

Yang Junshan saw this and could only sigh, since Yang Jian had already absorbed and refined the force of desire, then it was too late for him to say anything, so it would be better for him to continue, and investigate the true nature of the force of desire.

At this moment, Yang Junshan noticed a person on the ground hurriedly walking in the direction of Yang Jian's wooden house.

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Looks like you're going to be busy again."

At the same time, Yang Jian also saw the person in front of the wooden house. He smiled and said, "This person is the leader of the tribe. His name is Dan and the entire tribe is called Dan Tribe."

Yang Junshan nodded and said, "It seems like he might have urgent matters to attend to. Are you not going to respond?"

Yang Jian said with a smile, "I'm about to go. Can I go with you?"

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"Is the sage here?"

Outside the wooden house, Dan paced back and forth in front of Yang Jian's cabin like an ant on a hot pan.

"Creak!" An ear-piercing sound came out, but it was like the voice of a celestial being in Dan's ears.

"Dan, what's all this panic?"

When Dan turned around, Yang Jian had already appeared at the door of the cabin.

"A miracle, a saint, a miracle …"

Dan's expression was one of panic and longing, and he kept repeating the word — miracle!

Yang Jian frowned and said warmly, "Dan, don't worry. Tell me slowly, what happened?"

Yang Jian's voice seemed to have the power to silently calm down people's emotions. Dan's expression did indeed seem to have calmed down.

He took a deep breath, and with a hint of admiration in his voice, he said, "Saint, it's the Fruit Tribe. God's Descendant, please do as you ask!"

Yang Jian heard what Dan said and narrowed his eyes. He subconsciously made a backward turn, but he quickly looked back as if he was confirming what Dan said. He said, "I will do whatever you ask?"

Dan nodded with all his might and said, "Kneel down and get food. No need to starve the people of the Guo Clan. Winter!"

"Dan, don't alert the others. Bring me there to take a look!" Yang Jian said in a low voice.

Dan nodded, then turned and walked out of the tribe.

Outside the tribe, Dan was already prepared. The two herbivores that Yang Jian had tamed were already waiting.

Dan returned with the pack beast, reached out a pat, and the pack beast began to trot.

There was no pack on the pack, no reins. Dan had to tighten the belly of the pack with his legs, but he pulled at the mane on its neck with both hands.

Yang Jian didn't want to use the sacred art in front of Dan. Thus, he did the same as Dan. He mounted the beast and followed Dan towards the direction of the Fruit Tribe.

The speed of the beast was not fast, but its endurance was extremely good. The distance from the Dan Tribe to the Guo Tribe was more than 100 miles, and the road was rough, making it difficult to traverse. However, the beast carried a constant speed, and with only half a day of travel, the Guo Tribe was already far in sight.

By now, the surrounding area had been filled with the clamor of the people. Anyone who heard of this news, the leaders of the tribes had already rushed over. The faces of the people of the Guo Tribe who entered and left were filled with zealousness and joy.

Dan got down from the pack beast, turned around to Yang Jian and asked, "A wise man?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "You can leave. Don't worry about me. We'll meet here again after you leave."

Only after seeing Dan hurriedly enter the tribe did Yang Jian turn around and ask, "Why didn't benzun want me to enter the tribe?"

Unknowingly, Yang Junshan's figure had already appeared behind him. With a serious expression, he said, "There is Dracula's aura inside. If you casually step in, it might cause an unnecessary misunderstanding."

"Then …"

"Let's go, I'm also very curious about what this Dracula is going to do in this aboriginal tribe."

As Yang Junshan spoke, he walked forward. Seeing this, Yang Jian hurriedly followed with two steps. The moment the two of them started to walk in unison, Yang Jian's figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had merged into Yang Junshan's body.

Yang Junshan looked around as he entered the tribe. However, none of the surrounding tribesmen found him.

From the simple conversation these aboriginals had with each other, Yang Junshan roughly knew what had happened.

Great Magical-powered Man, who was about to pass by, saw that the Guo Tribe was short of food and materials to protect themselves from the cold, so he used the auspicious clouds and the warm wind to create a "miracle" that shocked the local mortals.

As a result, the hungry natives received delicious food, while the cold ones obtained beast skins or clothing.

All the mortals who received the gifts expressed their gratitude and reverence to this "generous" giver with zeal and zeal.

However, Great Magical-powered Man did not stay there for long. Before Yang Junshan arrived, Great Magical-powered Man had already left.

However, before he left, Great Magical-powered Man had told these aboriginals that he had left an Source energy in the tribe. In the future, the tribesmen could make wishes and communicate with each other at the place he stayed.

He might not respond to every single one of those who wished for him, but as long as the wishes of those who wished for him were sincere and strong enough, he would be able to sense them.

From the words that were lacking in the natives' mouths, Yang Junshan could roughly guess that the gift left behind by this passing cultivator was not owned by this world.

As far as Yang Jian knew, not to mention weaving and cutting clothes, even the beast skins of these aboriginal tribes only had a few simple poke holes in them. After putting them on, they stretched out their arms.

"Can this noble one sense it? force of desire is gathering in the air above the entire tribe."

Yang Jian's voice sounded beside Yang Junshan's ear.1

Yang Junshan nodded his head and followed the direction of the force of desire and walked towards the back of the tribe's encampment. That place seemed to be the busiest place in the tribe.

However, on the way back through the tribe encampment, Yang Junshan found another interest that piqued his interest.

"Did you learn these thatched cottages from the Dan Tribe?" Yang Junshan asked with interest.

"It's too crude, the cold season's hot season's hot season's hot season's wet season!" Yang Jian sounded like he was ashamed of himself.

Yang Junshan only smiled and did not say much, because he quickly found many traces of imitations from the Dan Tribe in the tribe.

For example, the fences surrounding the tribe made of wood, the stone sabers and axes that were meticulously crafted, etc., but the number of them compared to the Dan Tribe s was still too small.

Yang Junshan asked casually: "You intentionally made the Dan Tribe advertise these to other tribes?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "Everything is as it should be. The deal between Dan Tribe and I is more of a fair one, but I have to admit, these things spread really quickly."

While they were talking, Yang Junshan had already arrived at the tribe's encampment. Here, most of the clansmen of the tribe were gathered.

More accurately, it was surrounding a huge rock in the middle.

Beside the huge rock, a clan member from the Fruit Tribe had a tall feather stuck into his head. His originally tall and skinny body was now facing towards a bamboo pole, and the arrogance in his expression was extremely obvious.

In front of this person was a tall and sturdy aboriginal with a dignified expression and clothes that were no different from those of the Fruit Tribe. Right now, he was talking to the dozen or so tall and strong aboriginals with different styles of clothing and styles, but with similarly fierce expressions. He would occasionally turn his head and point at the huge rock and the clan member who wore a feather standing next to it.

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