And, even if you managed to do all of that, how would you sustain large populations of people without food and water? Small communities worked, but on a larger scale, anyone familiar with such matters knew it was a foolhardy attempt.

However, Dyon was different.

Firstly, he didn't plan to use the underground workings for something as simple as sneak attacks. He instead planned to use them as anchors for his fortress.

The Mellow Tribe was special in that a large Energy Surge of the past created numerous underground workings beneath their tribe. But, while they saw escape routes, Dyon saw dozens holes to be exploited.

With a wave of his hand, Dyon formed large structures that dug into these holes. Walls soaring dozens of meters seemed to appear out of nowhere, causing those of the Mellow Tribe to tremble, their eyes shining with thoughts of worship.

Secondly, Dyon scoffed at the thought of lack of anchors. What better anchors could there be than the massive trees that surrounded them all? These trees were just as sturdy as the ground beneath their feets. Small tribes and villages could only build around them, there wasn't a single clearing in sight.

After making sturdy and tall structures around the tribe, Dyon began to make use of the trees as well. Building archery hubs high up within them and supplementing them with lookout hubs.

As for food and water? Dyon didn't worry about such a thing either.

Dyon could create common grade herbs with a single thought. Though it was on an incredibly small, and insignificant scale, that was akin to creating life. Making water appear from thin air was as simple as breathing even if he hadn't comprehended water will.

As for the matters of food, common grade herbs weren't enough to feed individuals with such powerful bodies. However, the amount of meat they needed to sustain themselves wasn't very much at all. In fact, just like Dyon previously, only a single bite was enough to leave them full for several days. Though their bodies were stronger than Dyon, their ability to digest and thus pull out their potentials was far weaker.

As a result, a single beast carcass was enough to feed a tribe of 50 for a half month. With Dyon's hunting speed, he alone could support many more tribes before he ran into a wall.

However, Dyon didn't plan on doing it alone. If he could, there would be no point in bringing these people under his wing.

He planned to make them stronger.

...

Years ago, when Dyon's master was personally training him, he learned about Dwarf's Diamond. According to his master, Dwarf's Diamond was the hardest substance in existence, but it was also considered a useless ore. Reason being because it was so tough and sturdy that it was impossible to manipulate it. Not only this, but it was impossible to pass qi through it as well because it wouldn't accept it.

Back then, Dyon didn't have the skill the create Dwarf's Diamond. The depressing part was that his master was able to despite being restricted to his soul strength. That meant that what limited Dyon wasn't his strength, but rather his comprehension and skill level.

Now that Dyon had grasped a large percentage of Planet Qi, this limitation had been lifted. Although he wasn't as skilled as his master, his stamina was definitely greater than that of his master's, allowing him to create far more of it.

Dyon still remembered how shocked he was to find out that the Dwarf's Diamond his master had given him to train with was actually only a single atom in width. He couldn't fathom how something could be so tough and sturdy, not to mention heavy, could still remain so thin at the same time

But now, he couldn't be happier that this was the case.

It was impossible for Dyon to simply poof high grade ores into existence, but Dwarf's Diamond was categorized as a common grade ore. As long as one had the skill to build its incredibly complex chemical make-up, it was no problem.

In addition, Dwarf's Diamond was perfect for these Ancient Battlefield warriors. It couldn't accept qi, while these warriors couldn't use qi. It was a perfect win-win-win situation.

Not only did Dyon have plans to forge his new army weapons and armor of Dwarf's Diamond, he fortified the archery and lookout hubs, not to mention the tribe's fortress, with this ore as well. A one atom width was more than enough.

Dyon gasped for breath. Though he had to keep a strong front before the Mellow Tribe, he almost felt like he was dying on the inside. On top of the fact the struggles of his main body were very clear to him, making such large-scale structures was drilling through his soul stamina.

Manipulating the atmosphere to create things here was far more difficult. Though that meant the structures formed were also far more powerful, it was also very taxing. However, Dyon didn't have the time to lag behind.

As he worked, the numbered tribes began to trickle in. Some of them had populations as small as 5, with the largest only having about 15. The only good news was that there were a good number of them in total, bringing Dyon's army up to 250.

As expected, most of them were men, leaving the male to female population at about 7:3. But, according to Dyon's scouting, once he began to attack the larger tribes, this number would even out.

"I'm sure you all have your own guesses about why I've gathered you all here, but that doesn't particularly matter. Your only role is to follow my orders to the best of your abilities.

"I can only promise you that I will feed you. And, if in the unlikely events that you survive to the end, there'll be adequate rewards. Now. Who among you have weapon's training?"

The tribesmen looked at each other but didn't have a response. But, Dyon expected as much. They couldn't make weapons to begin with, how could they have training?