As they knelt in worship, countless streams of power of faith gathered, actually striking Daochen's soul.
That incomparably vast power of faith surged toward him all at once.
Even Daochen was caught somewhat off guard.
At this critical moment, Daochen immediately sat cross-legged in midair.
Just then, the Human Race's fortune golden dragon spoke.
"By the sacred command of the Human Sovereign, I confer upon the Demon Emperor the title of the Human Race's Origin Sage. Without the Origin Sage, there would be no Human Race. From this day forward, Demon Emperor Daochen shall stand under the protection of the Human Race's Human Path. Whoever dares harm the Demon Emperor shall be an enemy of our Human Race, a mortal enemy of every living member of our race. We shall not rest until one side is dead."
These words reached Daochen's ears.
Daochen respectfully returned a bow in the direction of the Human Race's fortune golden dragon. "Becoming the Human Race's Origin Sage is precisely my wish."
The moment he agreed to become their Sage, immense waves of merit power followed the power of faith, crashing into his Demon Emperor's body.
Daochen had never imagined that such tremendous energy would strike him in so short a time.
Without further hesitation, he sat cross-legged in the air.
He began trying to break through to the next realm.
Who knew how long it would take if he relied on slow accumulation?
To think he would have the good fortune to receive so much energy this time, especially that vast power of faith and merit power. It was simply beyond imagination.
With such support, he felt he could break through to the eighth heaven of the Saint Realm.
This was truly an opportunity that came once in a thousand years.
**"Today, I shall