The system was set three years in advance, but the universal deities still hadn't arrived.

Below the altar, members of various tribes, including the Red Tiger Totem Clan, the Blood Bear Totem Clan, the Phoenix Totem Clan, and the Nine-Tailed Totem Clan, also knelt down, kowtowed, and uttered similar cries of supplication and prayer.

The women, children, and the elderly behind them wept as they prayed, their cries blending together.

Because they are now utterly helpless and desperate, everyone is placing their last hope on the legendary totem ancestral god.

They had long since run out of ammunition and food, and the totem warriors of each race had suffered heavy casualties, leaving them with no power to resist. Meanwhile, the extraterrestrial insectoids outside the city were growing stronger and stronger.

Now, their only hope is to pray for the ancestral gods to descend and grant them a glimmer of hope.

And just as Rosie kowtowed for the fifth time, her voice was almost choked with emotion and she could no longer speak.

A faint whooshing sound suddenly came from the void.

Followed by.

A figure surrounded by a faint divine glow appeared out of thin air directly above the altar, standing right in front of the five-clawed golden dragon totem.

The figure was tall and straight, with a gentle yet supremely majestic aura. His eyes were indifferent yet seemed to see through everything in the world. It was Zeng Shen, who had been looking down on everything from the top of the canyon.

The moment he landed, the boundless evolutionary blood flowing within his body caused the originally dim five-clawed golden dragon totem to light up slightly, emitting a faint dragon roar.

Instantly, the entire venue fell silent.

Whether it was Luo Xi kneeling in worship or the clan elders of the various tribes below, they all stared wide-eyed at Zeng Shen above the altar, forgetting to cry and even to breathe.

In the legends of their totem world, the totem ancestral god is in human form, dwells in the heavens, controls the power of thousands of totems, and can suppress all powerful enemies.

At this moment, Zeng Shen appeared out of nowhere, landing precisely on the Golden Dragon Totem and resonating with its origin.

This scene was exactly the same as the legendary descent of the ancestral god! Many totemists thought so.

"Ah, is it... is it the Ancestral God?"

Luo Xi suddenly raised her head, her tear-streaked face filled with disbelief. Her golden eyes instantly shone with extreme light. She trembled as she reached out, wanting to touch that divine figure, but fearing to disturb the ancestral god, she could only tightly grip her skirt and choke out a cry.

"It's the Ancestral God! It really is the Ancestral God of the Totem who has descended! The Ancestral God heard our prayers and has come to save us!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the thousands of totem races below erupted in a frenzy. Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowing frantically to Zeng Shen and shouting "Long live the Ancestral God!"

In that instant, this shout rekindled the hope of life in all the totem tribes present, and the atmosphere of despair was reversed at this moment.

Zeng Shen stood on the altar, looking down at the thousands of devout worshippers kneeling below.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

After observing the canyon city from the top of the canyon, he used several clue cards to obtain detailed information about this world.

This world is a totem microcosm, where living beings rely on awakening totem talents to survive, strengthening their physique and learning totem skills through the power of totems.

Now, this world is being invaded by extraterrestrial insectoids. The insectoids number in the billions and are incredibly powerful. Moreover, the primordial insectoid goddess, the Mother Goddess of Ten Thousand Insects, is in charge, and she wants to devour the origin of the totem small world to prolong her life, break through her own shackles, and become a mid-level god.

After learning about the situation here, Zeng Shen immediately made a plan in his mind.

He came to this world to gain god-level experience and improve his strength. He learned from the hint card that killing insects would yield more experience than slaughtering alien beasts in this world.

So he had an idea: to become the ancestral god they spoke of, and by doing so, to become the god of faith here. This would allow him to gather a massive amount of faith power and gain a huge amount of experience by slaughtering the extraterrestrial insectoids, killing two birds with one stone.

Immediately, he slightly raised his hand, and his divine aura slowly spread out. His voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable majesty, resounding throughout the entire Great Valley City.

"Now that I have arrived, the insectoid race will surely retreat. You need not be afraid. From this day forward, believe in me and follow me. I will protect this totem world and all living beings of all races."

Such a simple sentence instantly brought tears to the eyes of all the creatures in the canyon city, who then prostrated themselves even more devoutly, constantly chanting words of faith in Zeng Shen.

As they kowtowed, faint rays of faith emanated from their bodies, converging into a torrent of faith that flowed into Zeng Shen's body.

Zeng Shen originally had 5 billion faith power, but in just a short while, his faith power increased by several million, and it continues to rise rapidly.

But just then...

Suddenly, a deafening chirping of insects came from the distant horizon. The sound was sharp and piercing. The dark shadows of the insect race, which blotted out the sky, surged toward the city of the Great Valley like a tide!

It turns out that the Zerg army on the outskirts of the canyon had finished its preparations and was ready to deliver a final blow to this canyon city before wiping out the totem race scattered across this world.

Disturbed from harvesting the power of faith, Zeng Shen frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the insect sound.

Leading the pack was a thousand-foot-long insectoid, resembling a centipede but entirely golden, with wings on its back, spewing venomous black mist, and radiating a violent aura—the Golden-Winged Centipede King.

Behind it, countless flying insects, crawling insects, and beetles swarmed everywhere.

Each one carries a bloodthirsty ferocity.

Wherever they went, the vegetation withered and the rocks shattered, as if they were going to devour the entire canyon into ashes.

"Ancestral God! The Zerg are here!"

Loxi's face was deathly pale. He stood up and stood guard in front of the altar, his eyes filled with fear. The warriors of all races gripped their weapons tightly, their bodies trembling, but they still held their ground in front of the city, preparing for a final, desperate battle.

Zeng Shen, however, looked indifferently at the approaching Zerg army, showing no sign of panic.

He raised his hand and took out the purple card phase shield generator. He infused his fingertip with the power of faith and activated the card instantly.

"Phase Shield, activate!"

With a soft shout, the purple card in his hand instantly burst forth with a dazzling purple-gold light.

next second.

A semi-circular shield with a diameter of a thousand miles appeared out of thin air, firmly enveloping the entire city of the Great Valley.

Mysterious runes flow across the surface of the shield, making it incredibly tough. This is the power of the Phase Shield Generator—it can withstand damage equivalent to 50% of the host's faith value for 24 hours.

Zeng Shen's faith power is a full five billion, and 50% of that is a damage resistance of 2.5 billion, which is something that these insectoids cannot shake.

As soon as the shield was generated, the Zerg army charged in fiercely.

Countless insectoid creatures tore at the shield, spitting venom and striking with their claws. The Golden-Winged Centipede King, at the peak of the ninth rank, gathered all its strength and slammed its claws into the shield, creating a deafening roar.

No matter how the Zerg attacked, the phase shield remained completely still, without even a ripple. All attacks were blocked by the shield.

The Golden-Winged Centipede King tried its best, but failed to leave a single mark on the shield. Instead, it was forced back by the shield's recoil, spitting out blood. (End of Chapter)