#424 - Chapter 424: God descends to earth?

At this moment, within the range of Mo Nan's divine sense, an extremely primitive scene was unfolding.

In an open space within the dense forest, a dozen sturdy men, their bodies barely covered with leaves and grass, their skin dark, and their hair thick, were wielding bone spears and stone tools to hunt a monster.

This monster resembled an ox, with tiger stripes, a wide mouth, and fangs, appearing extremely ferocious.

At this moment, the monster was very angry, roaring towards the sky, its sound like the cry of a bird.

The dozen or so primitive men, facing such a monster, were equally cautious. Even though a bone spear had already pierced one of the monster's eyes, they dared not approach for a while.

After a moment, seeing the monster gradually prostrate on the ground, the leader waved his hand, and everyone slowly moved forward, approaching the monster step by step.

However, just as the crowd was about to approach the monster, the monster, which had been prostrate on the ground, suddenly raised its head and roared at the dozen people. Then, a large ball of lightning spewed out of the monster's mouth, instantly covering the crowd.

The crowd was shocked and immediately retreated screaming. However, they were too close and could not dodge in time.

In an instant, despair and fear appeared in the eyes of the dozen people.

However, if there were no accidents, an accident was about to happen.

Just as the large ball of lightning was about to engulf the crowd, a gust of breeze suddenly rose from the ground, bringing mental pleasure and completely blowing away the lightning, dissipating without a trace.

Just as the dozen primitive men were looking puzzled and bewildered, they discovered an incredibly shocking scene.

They saw a young man in a long ink-black robe slowly descending from the sky above the open space.

After the dozen primitive men were stunned for a moment, they knelt on the ground, revealing an extremely devout posture, uttering sounds that Mo Nan could not understand at all.

This made Mo Nan a little speechless. It seemed that mastering a foreign language was indeed a very important thing.

Mo Nan couldn't bring himself to use the memory searching method on these people. There was no other way, he could only do this.

Mo Nan was thinking that he would teach them the common language of the human race later, which is Yanxia language.

Looking at the dozen primitive men kneeling and kowtowing, Mo Nan raised his hand, and a breeze lifted everyone up.

After the dozen people got up, the look in their eyes towards Mo Nan became even more devout. In their hearts, this person might be the legendary god.

Surely, the heavens had pity on their difficult lives and sent a god to save them.

Moreover, this god was actually of the same race as them, which made them excited and proud.

It seemed that their race was not the weakest race in the world, but a race with gods, a race that had given birth to gods!

This gave them a feeling of tearful excitement.

From the moment they were born, the priests in the tribe had told them that the human race was the weakest race in nature, and every day they spent had to be like walking on thin ice.

They had to learn to make tools and cooperate with each other to survive in the cracks between the incredibly powerful myriad races.

But now, they discovered that the human race could also control the power of heaven and earth, and could also kill powerful alien races with individual strength. How could this not excite them?

Just as everyone was excited and thrilled, a loud voice suddenly came from their ears.

"Take me to see your leader."

The dozen people quickly knelt on the ground again and said in unison:

"Yes, Heavenly God."

Just now, Mo Nan suddenly remembered one of his golden fingers—

【All Things Spiritually Connected】.

This was a low-grade immortal-level golden finger, and Mo Nan had just remembered to use it.

This golden finger could communicate with all things in the world, including mountains, rivers, grass, and trees. Language barriers were not a problem.

This primitive tribe was very large, not a small tribe, with as many as several thousand people.

At this time, at the entrance of the valley, a team of people holding bone spears was patrolling back and forth. From time to time, hunting teams of a dozen people returned. Some hunting teams were dejected and gained nothing, while others carried their prey, returning with a full load.

Inside the valley, there were huge ancient trees, and on the ancient trees, there were man-made tree holes, which were the dwellings of these people.

Under the trees, there were also some scattered stone houses, indicating that this tribe had developed to the point of transitioning from trees to the ground.

Just then, another hunting team walked outside the valley, a group of a dozen people carrying a huge prey.

The guards at the entrance of the valley were first delighted when they saw this scene. However, when they saw a "person" with strange clothes in the crowd, a look of vigilance appeared in their eyes.

"Yan Jiao, what is this?"

One of the guards stepped forward and said to the leader, his eyes staring straight at Mo Nan in the crowd.

The leader, Yan Jiao, shouted loudly at the guard:

"Yan Bao, don't be rude to the Heavenly God!"

What? Heavenly God?

Hearing this, the guard couldn't help but look Mo Nan up and down.

This guy was indeed a human, but could this tender-skinned, delicate-fleshed person be a Heavenly God?

His skin was finer than the women in their tribe, and he looked more delicate than a woman. There was no way he could survive in this cruel nature, right? Heavenly God?

Could it be that he was driven out by another tribe? Were Yan Jiao and the others deceived?

However, the clothes this guy was wearing were really beautiful, unlike ordinary people.

"You can't go in for the time being. Yan She, go report to the patriarch and the priest."

"Yes."

One person responded and retreated, heading towards the depths of the valley.

"You… …"

Yan Jiao was furious and was about to speak, but Mo Nan stopped him.

"It's okay, let him report."

With the commotion at the entrance of the valley, the Fire Flame tribe quickly gathered.

More and more people gathered, and soon they surrounded Mo Nan and his group.

These tribesmen looked at Mo Nan, praising his gorgeous clothes and praising Mo Nan's appearance.

Of course, those who praised Mo Nan's appearance were mostly women. They had never seen such a good-looking man.

As for the men, they disdained Mo Nan's appearance. If any woman followed him, her whole family would starve to death.