"Dao of Incense... the goodwill of billions upon billions of people?"
As Wan Chenxin described it, Su Yuan's eyes lit up.
Blue Star alone had twenty billion people. Add the Yuxuan World, the many Main Worlds and Great Worlds, and the thousands of large, middle, and small worlds that had either been conquered or surrendered, and the Great Cultivation Alliance had a population of at least a trillion.
Though the Alliance had gathered almost all the universe's top combatants, its basic population was still small by the universe's standards.
The overwhelming majority were the Small Worlds, Middle Worlds, and Great Worlds drifting through the universe, neglected by all.
They had no Spirit Transformation cultivators, and might not even have Nascent Soul Cultivators to protect them, but their total population was as vast as the sea. It might already exceed tens of trillions.
If he could turn all those trillions of living beings into his followers and absorb the Incense Power they offered, his combat strength would surely rise to terrifying heights.
The reason they hadn't carried out this plan before wasn't that Wan Chenxin hadn't thought of it.
The time simply hadn't been right.
Take the Blue Star Federation, for example.
Though it was Su Yuan's hometown, his home planet, most people on Blue Star merely admired and respected him. They were nowhere near believing in him.
Getting a cultivator to believe in someone from the bottom of their heart was incredibly difficult.
Especially since, only a few years ago, Su Yuan had been livestreaming sales on the Spirit Net every day. There was nothing divine about him.
But once the Primordial Great Tribulation began, everything changed.
Su Yuan was the genuine article: a savior. Anyone who wanted to stay alive had to believe in him, to trust from the