The worship of Xi Yan, Leader of the Interstellar Human Military Junta, Head of State, Grand Marshal, Supreme King, Fate-Chosen Emperor, and Emperor of the Galaxy, continued until noon. Without extending his mind beyond the palace, Xi Yan could sense immense waves of psychic power erupting throughout the star system.
Then psionic energy laden with emotion poured relentlessly into the Golden Throne.
Xi Yan had heard [Teacher] describe his vision for psionics ascension before, but he had never expected such an enormous commotion.
Psionic energy of this magnitude was like detonating a supernova to broadcast a message across the universe. Every intelligent being in the universe could feel this psychic surge.
He badly wanted to tear off [Teacher]'s veil and see whether there was a face like Magnus's underneath.
[Teacher] was definitely hiding plenty of secrets. He was certainly no ordinary Shroud Mentor.
His technology was far ahead of the rest of the universe, and his psionic strength was nothing like what he usually displayed.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Xi Yan's projection appeared beside [Teacher].
The crowds had dispersed, but faith still lingered in everyone's hearts. The power of their minds would continue spreading, influencing the entire Empire.
"...Psionics ascension has already begun. I transmit faith through psionics and spread holiness through the mind. Years from now, this power hidden within everyone's hearts will erupt, bringing about the Great Awakening of the entire Empire."
[Teacher] spoke calmly, then bent over and sat down on the steps below the palace.
Xi Yan was utterly confused, though he did understand that [Teacher] had expended an immense amount of psionic energy and done a great deal for the entire Empire.
"You look exhausted. I'll approve indefinite leave for you." Xi Yan did not understand much of this, so giving [Teacher] time