Like books.
Biographies, art books, and picture books about the Holy Spirit Douluo, from deluxe collector's editions to affordable paperbacks, had been printed in the tens of millions.
Like virtual characters.
The Holy Spirit Douluo's videos, Soul Device screen animations, and interactive games were everywhere, from giant street displays to personal Soul Communication Devices.
The methods were varied, innovative, and widespread.
And in just thirty years...
They had directly suppressed the faith in the Sea God and the other Gods until almost no one remembered them.
Those divine names that had once been celebrated for ten thousand years, those beliefs that had once been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Before Chen Yu's combination of blows...
They had been utterly crushed.
The Federation's citizens now...
When they heard "Sea God"...
Their first reaction was, "Who is that?"
But when they heard "Holy Spirit"...
Their faces filled with worship and gratitude.
It could be said that Chen Yu canceling all of this meant that he had completely lost all feelings for Ya Li.
And Pan Wen, who had followed Chen Yu for many years, understood all too well what lay behind this publicity campaign.
It was not merely an investment of resources. It was devotion, a kingdom painstakingly built by a man for a woman.
For thirty years, the Speaker had used his power and resources to elevate Ya Li from an ordinary healing-type Soul Master to the altar of the "Holy Spirit Douluo," making her a saint, an angel, and a savior in the eyes of the Federation's people.
And now...
The Speaker intended to personally end it all.
Those Holy Spirit statues standing in the plazas of major Federation cities.
Those promotional posters spread across every street and alley.
Those toy factories, paper mills, and printing houses.
All of them