Whether in Eastern or Western cultivation, one point was the same: faith was invincible. One had to firmly believe that the martial path was invincible!
Eastern cultivators believed only in themselves, convinced that only they were the strongest and invincible. The West was different. They believed the gods were invincible; the more devout the fanatic, the greater the divine power they possessed.
But once faith collapsed, it could cause one's entire cultivation to collapse as well. The same was true if an Eastern martial artist began to doubt their own convictions.
Ordinary people were cunning and fickle, with few beliefs or principles. But the stronger a martial artist was, the firmer their convictions became. Some might still be cruel and vicious, but they could never be people without convictions.
Many Great Saints around them drew sharp breaths. Having reached their level, they naturally understood what the Red-Clothed Archbishop was facing. Once his faith crumbled, the consequences would be unimaginable. Exploding on the spot would be entirely normal.
"What a ruthless heart!"
The thought surfaced in everyone's mind at once. Yet this was something that could only be done with sufficient ability. It went against the worldview one had always known; all three views would collapse.
It was like the panic and helplessness of an ordinary person seeing a ghost.
At the same time, they were incredibly curious how Ye Xiwen had done it. He had broken free of the Great Prophecy Spell so easily—no, it should be said that he had not even struggled. The Great Prophecy Spell had simply failed upon him. That was the truly terrifying part.
If it had been them, they would likely have been terrified beyond measure as well.
Yet Ye Xiwen had no intention of continuing to shake the Red-Clothed Archbishop's faith, nor did