A god's projection.
A god watched from three feet above one's head.
Wherever faith reached, there the god resided.
"So anywhere faith in me remains is somewhere my projection can descend." Xu Qingjia stood in the Higher-Dimensional Void, looking down over Eastsea City's tightly packed rooftops, a faint smile curling his lips.
Getting around had become much more convenient.
He had long since told his grandfather and the others the secret of extending lifespans with the power of faith. With this method, which could overturn everything people thought they knew, the Netherworld Order's influence was sweeping across the entire Federation at an astonishing pace. The power of faith pouring in at every moment far exceeded what he had received before, and the connections and resources he could mobilize in the real world had likewise grown enormously. Yet precisely because he was so valuable, even back in Mingdu, high-ranking Soul Masters had always guarded him in secret whenever he went out.
Now, his bodyguard had even been replaced by the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo herself.
They did not restrict his freedom, but with someone beside him most of the time, slipping in a few covert moves could be quite inconvenient.
Now that he had the ability to project himself, however, things were different.
Every reasonably large town and city in the Sun Moon Federation now had a church dedicated to him. His projections could also use the Divine Domain and even summon the Book of Life and Death. The energy each projection consumed was supplied by the Divine Domain, placing little burden on his power of faith.
He also had an ability that could serve as an emergency measure-pay-to-win.
How could you get stronger without paying?
Freed from the shackles of flesh, his projected body could even unleash combat power beyond his