Hua Qiang stood above the clouds of the nine heavens, surrounded by streams of faith power surging like a golden flood.
This faith power came from the devout prayers of countless believers. Some carried the concerns of mortal birth, aging, sickness, and death; others bore cultivators' yearning to break through their bottlenecks. At this moment, all of it gathered in his palm, transforming into specks of golden light that flowed into his body.
His eyes were half-closed as he circulated his cultivation technique to refine the faith power. Within his dantian, spiritual energy churned like boiling magma, and with every circulation cycle, the power in his meridians grew stronger.
When the final wisp of faith power had been refined, a sharp gleam flashed through Hua Qiang's eyes. He raised a hand and opened the system panel. The number under "Slaughter Points" rapidly jumped, and without hesitation, he exchanged all the Slaughter Points he had accumulated over so long. An even more tyrannical force instantly surged through his limbs and bones.
His bones gave off crisp cracking sounds as his aura rose steadily, breaking through the shackles from the peak of the Void Realm Third Level and finally settling firmly at the Void Realm Fourth Level.
Opening his eyes, he condensed a strand of spiritual energy at his fingertips. With a casual wave, he tore apart the clouds, and a surge of exhilaration rose within him—now that he possessed such strength, he would have a little more confidence when traveling the universe in the future.
At the same time, a wholly different scene unfolded within the Abyss of Annihilation at the edge of the Three Realms.
Thick black vapor shrouded the sky above the abyss. This vapor was no ordinary sinister energy, but had condensed from countless resentments and deathly aura.