The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: The Grand Rite

The firelight flickered.

The humans of the Great Wilderness knew not what machinery was, but the angular form of the Deep Driller, with its black and red hues melding into the darkness, instilled a sense of awe in them.

“What is this?”

“It’s Lord Jin!”

“Lord Sacrificial Spirit has returned.”

The Fire Sacrifice Tribe people who had gathered were already prepared for battle, but upon recognizing the arrival, sounds of joy erupted, dispelling the vigilance in their hearts and replacing it with a sense of relief.

In the Great Wilderness, the Human Race entrusted their hopes to the Sacrificial Spirit.

At the same time.

During this period, the Fire Sacrifice Tribe had followed Qin Jin’s instructions, recruiting many who fled here from other tribes.

Upon hearing someone reveal the identity of the Deep Driller, their first reaction was one of panic, not daring to directly gaze at the revered Sacrificial Spirit, yet they couldn’t help but steal glances.

Having joined the Fire Sacrifice Tribe, the enormous entity before them became the focus of their faith.

Qin Jin’s gaze swept over the crowd.

At a glance, there were already several hundred gathered tribespeople in the Fire Sacrifice Tribe. After Qin Jin issued the order to absorb people from other tribes, the Fire Sacrifice Tribe began to flourish.

He subtly guided his thoughts, using Wish Power to envelop the Python Head, to prevent its natural aura of oppression from affecting the tribespeople.

This was not the complete body of the Exotic Python, and although it appeared ferocious, its aura was limited due to the passage of time.

Simultaneously, he manipulated the mecha through Spiritual Manipulation.

In the next moment, the lights installed around the Deep Driller blazed to life, dispelling the surrounding darkness of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe in an instant.

The sudden strong light was distinctly different from the firelight. Instinctively, the people of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe raised their arms to shield themselves, but soon after they lowered them.

Humans are always drawn to the light.

Amidst the eager, reverent, and curious gazes, Qin Jin raised his right arm, and the right arm of the Deep Driller lifted, dragging the Python Head to the front. With a burst of strength, it rolled half a turn on the ground.

The people of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe were finally able to see it clearly.

What Lord Sacrificial Spirit was dragging was actually the head of a giant python!

Among the crowd, some appeared bewildered while others, upon seeing the Python Head, were momentarily stunned, then uncontrollably excited.

They recognized the origin of this Python Head.

At the forefront of the crowd.

Stood Qi Chuan.

This elder was responsible for everything in the current Fire Sacrifice Tribe. He had already learned about the fall of the Ancient Relic Species from Qin Jin.

But at this moment…

Upon truly witnessing the remains and the ferocious Python Head, the elder, who had experienced much and always remained calm, couldn’t help but feel his expression contorted, tears welling up in his eyes. He kneeled without hesitation, uttering no words, yet seeming to express something.

Among the crowd.

Others too, who had seen the true form of the Ancient Relic Species during their tribe’s catastrophe, couldn’t help but bow down together.

The current Qi Chuan, equivalent to the new leader of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe, influenced by other tribespeople, in just a few breaths, a large portion of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe people faced the Deep Driller, bowing down.

Some understood the truth, some did not, but paying respects to the Sacrificial Spirit was a most normal thing.

At that moment, Qin Jin’s voice resonated.

He didn’t use telepathic communication.

With the growth of his Spiritual Power, combined with reference to telepathic speech, he had mastered the language of the Great Wilderness.

At this moment, outside the brightly lit yet extremely quiet Fire Sacrifice Tribe, with Spiritual Power enhancing his voice, his words carried a solemn aura, aided by Wish Power, they felt sacred.

He spoke softly, as if a celestial deity was whispering, the sound echoing.

“This is the head of the Ancient Relic Species.”

The brief utterance spoke volumes.

Like a burst dam, the Fire Sacrifice Tribe people bowed even lower, as if to burrow into the earth, realizing the situation, joyful laughter mingled with suppressed weeping erupted simultaneously.

The Ancient Relic Species from the depths of the Great Wilderness had destroyed everything.

Their homeland destroyed, the Sacrificial Spirit fell, all hopes turned to illusions, in fear, they embarked on an unknown escape, not knowing where tomorrow lay.

Until…

They found a new home.

They found protection under a new Lord Sacrificial Spirit.

The instigator of it all, the Three-headed Exotic Python, had fallen.

At this moment, in Qin Jin’s view, above the densely bowed crowd in the dark, a splendid golden mist rose, transforming into a long rainbow, flying towards the Deep Driller.

Wish Power surged.

Even those newly joined, tribespeople from other tribes, had mist rising above them.

Because this was not born from worship, but pure gratitude.

The Wish Power fused within, bringing a warm sensation.

Qin Jin’s vision swept, utilizing the Wish Power, amplifying his voice.

“Please rise.”

Under the influence of Wish Power, his voice carried a soothing, calming effect.

Under the comfort of this voice, the emotional fluctuations of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe people gradually settled.

Led by Qi Chuan, they slowly rose.

Qin Jin’s eyes fell upon the elder.

“Qi Chuan.”

He called softly, about to continue, but Qi Chuan uncharacteristically interrupted, speaking up.

“Lord Sacrificial Spirit.”

Qi Chuan’s eyes were bloodshot from tears, yet his voice had steadied: “We have prepared a great sacrifice for you, please participate first.”

“A great sacrifice?”

This was a term unknown to Qin Jin, the newly emerged Sacrificial Spirit.

However, it must be significant, given that Qi Chuan, usually most respectful to him, couldn’t help but directly bring it up.

“Very well.”