Stars flickered as Divine Power coursed through.
The true self's Divine Body faintly swelled, but he had already experienced one surge of Divine Power and had gained experience from it. With a turn of thought, the Core Talisman spun rapidly, and the speed at which it converted Divine Power abruptly increased. Before long, it had completely refined the incoming People's Wishes.
For a time, Divine Power brimmed within him, light spilling in all directions until the entire mural space shone brightly. Only after quite a while did it finally subside.
"The Divine Power accumulated this time is simply astonishing. Even once temples and ancestral halls are built in the future, sacrifices become established, and believers worship day after day, month after month, year after year, it would still fall far short of this single harvest."
Feeling the fluctuations of Divine Power within his Divine Body, the true self could not help but marvel.
Worship of a new god often took a long time to take shape. It had to pass through several generations, become a habit, and, with the passage of time, turn into part of a culture and tradition.
In this process, time was often measured in decades.
The divine true self was a Civil Judge of the City God. By relying on the City God, he could absorb Incense Faith and People's Wishes. But he had gained the additional Divine Office of governing Stove Fire, blazing a trail no god had ever walked before. To truly support this Divine Office, he needed sufficient People's Wishes and had to establish connections with believers, keeping the god in their hearts and the name forever present, gradually releasing the mysteries contained within the Divine Office.
Yet all things were difficult at the beginning. Since he had returned to his position, quite