Chaos laws surged through his body, the might of a Divine King blanketing the empty ninth floor.
From the peak of Enlightenment Hall, he could see the entirety of the Holy Land.
Prayers rang in his ears as the power of faith grew stronger.
More and more prayers, more and more power of faith. Believe in him, and one could enter the Holy Land and enjoy eternal life.
The power of faith transformed into Essence, Qi, and Spirit. It was scarce—roughly 10 points of Essence, Qi, and Spirit per hour.
Combined with the Power of Heaven's automatic farming, it amounted to 110 per hour.
If he could unify the Immortal Realm, even the endless mortal realms, only then would their blessings bring him a massive amount of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
His consciousness sank into the power of faith, and all manner of emotions and information flowed into his mind.
Jiang Changkong finally understood why the power of faith could be converted into Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
When believers prayed, they offered up their own Essence, Qi, and Spirit, which was transformed through divine formations or the power of the Heavenly Dao.
That Essence, Qi, and Spirit was initially faint, but once gathered together, it would grow powerful as faith deepened.
This was the power of faith. For the sake of their belief, they were willing to offer everything.
It was a devout faith even more terrifying than that of brainless fanatics.
Drawing back his thoughts, Jiang Changkong looked toward the Heavenly Court.
The Eastern Sea Twelve Mortal Realms were still there.
Whoever unified the Immortal Realm would never give up the incense and wish power, nor the blessings of the endless mortal realms.
With the blessings of incense and wish power, mortals could likewise display strength capable of slaying