Luo Feng listened as Meng Chuan voiced the thoughts in his heart, nodding again and again. It made sense.
The Great Emperor was the Great Emperor, after all. He wanted to delve deeper, but he also wanted to reach further.
His True Body might have been a little useless, but his Other Selves worked hard, always seeking to improve.
A lazy fish, yet hardworking too.
"But Great Emperor, to become a World-Class Origin Lifeform, you either need most of the living beings in an Origin World to believe in you, or you need to comprehend more than half its Laws to the Extreme Realm."
Luo Feng looked at him. "You aren't creating the Main God Space to harvest Faith, are you?"
There were actually two other ways to become a World-Class Origin Lifeform.
The first was for a high-level Origin World Lifeform to keep excavating the power of its Bloodline until it finally leaped free of the cage that was its Origin World.
The second was to break all Laws through sheer force, cultivating oneself until one surpassed the Supreme Rules and could easily take control of an Origin World.
But neither method was realistic for Meng Chuan, so Luo Feng did not mention them.
What Meng Chuan needed was to draw on the vast power gained by refining an Origin World itself to break through his Shackle and restraints.
If he could cultivate himself to that level, what would he have to worry about now?
"If I wanted everyone in an Origin World to believe in me, I doubt even you would agree, would you?"
Meng Chuan spoke irritably. There might be no higher or lower paths, no righteous or evil ones.
But people had their own positions. If Meng Chuan wanted to gather the Faith of an entire