"People need something to believe in, so let me be that faith!" Chu Kuangren declared, his words ringing with conviction.
Hearing this, Qixing fell silent. As he looked at Chu Kuangren, the image of that person from years ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
"The human race needs a king to lead them to victory, so I will be that king!"
That person had once said something similar.
Similar words, the same peerless bearing and soaring spirit.
That thought in Qixing's mind grew stronger and stronger.
"I hope you can keep the situation under control. You must understand that you are their faith now. Once that faith shatters, what they will face will be an even greater catastrophe."
Qixing drew a deep breath and chose to trust Chu Kuangren, just as they had trusted that person all those years ago, without needing any reason.
"I know. That is why I will never lose."
Chu Kuangren spoke calmly.
After finishing his conversation with Qixing, Chu Kuangren discussed matters with Saint Qianyue and the others for a while longer. Then he contacted the Mystic Heaven Sect, explaining that he would not return anytime soon and asking them to help handle internal affairs.
Late at night, within the Mystic Heaven Religion.
Chu Kuangren was cultivating. After several days of development, the former White Lotus Sect followers had gradually become believers in the Mystic Heaven True God.
Not only that, but the Mystic Heaven Religion continued to grow.
Aside from that, Chu Kuangren discovered something interesting. There seemed to be a mysterious new power within him.
That power was elusive and intangible. Unlike tangible forces such as spiritual power and Emperor Qi, it could neither be seen nor touched.
Yet Chu Kuangren knew that power existed.
He simply had no way to use it.