At the end of time and space, the Primal God Temple.
The star coin spun rapidly within the groove. Countless boulders beneath the platform suddenly shifted, as if some switch had been pressed, letting out a deep roar!
As the clusters of stone changed formation, the boulders divided into twelve intricate stone arrays according to the positions of the twelve Primal God statues around the platform's edge. They formed a ring beneath the crowd, resembling the Bagua formations of Great Xia Daoism, yet differing from them. Amid the apparent disorder, a profound mystery seemed to lie hidden.
"What is this? A maze?" Nezha asked in confusion.
Lingbao Tianzun stood at the center of the platform, looking down at the twelve endless stone arrays below with a slight frown, as if deep in thought.
After a long while, he slowly spoke:
"If I am not mistaken, this should be the ritual by which the Primal God Temple absorbs the Power of Faith."
"A ritual? Does absorbing faith require a ritual?"
"They are different from us. The primordial myths of the Primal Gods did not possess things like the origin of a divine kingdom.
"They gathered the intangible Power of Faith onto the central platform and used some mysterious method to transform it into divine power they could absorb. Then, through these stone arrays, they distributed it into the body of every Primal God."
Lingbao Tianzun pointed at the twelve stone statues around them, then at the twelve stone arrays below. "At the end of every stone array stands a Primal God."
"A mysterious method for turning faith into power?" True Lord Yu Ding pondered aloud. "How did they accomplish that?"
"I do not know either. Perhaps this is the greatest secret of the Primal God myths... perhaps it is even tied