340: Chapter 340 The Power of Faith, Tianshui Sect Master

After a crisis in Chang'an City was resolved, the sincere prayers of the people caused strands of pure white power to gather in mid-air.

From every corner of the royal city, wisps of white energy emerged and converged in the sky.

They flowed toward the central square of Chang'an City, heading for the golden statue of Hun Tiandi like a celestial river bursting its banks.

They poured into the golden divine statue and vanished!

Incense power? Power of faith?

“That’s right, it is indeed the power of faith and incense. It is the collective willpower of all living beings, representing the Dazheng people's aspirations for a beautiful future...”

In this world, there are various types of elemental energy, as numerous as they are diverse, such as the most basic Five Elements, Yin and Yang...

These have also produced many powerhouses who cultivate various attributes of Fighting Qi.

Baleful Qi, killing intent, the essence of the sun and moon... these are all the most basic energies of heaven and earth, known to all creatures on the continent.

But the world is vast, and there are also special energies, such as the power of Heavenly Flames, the power of stars, and even the power of desire.

And that white energy is a type of faith energy.

How is the power of faith generated? It is when living beings sincerely pray, kowtow, and make various wishes to a certain existence, such as the gods of heaven and earth.

In doing so, a mysterious energy is generated from their bodies; this energy is the power of faith.

Man fights for a breath of air, while a Buddha fights for a stick of incense.

This 'incense' does not refer to actual incense, but to the power of faith.

However, the power of faith is extremely mysterious. On the Fighting Qi Continent, those who know of it are likely as rare as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns—one might even say non-existent!

Even if one knows of it, collecting the power of faith requires extensive means!

Just building temples and divine statues, molding golden bodies, and then requiring living beings to worship and deposit their well-wishes is necessary before those strands can be emitted from their bodies.

The power of faith, invisible to ordinary people, gathers within the golden body.

The golden body is the key to collecting the power of faith.

Even if it is collected, knowing how to utilize and convert it into assistance is extremely rare; if one does not know how to use it...

No matter how much is collected, it remains a useless thing.

After establishing the Dazheng Dynasty, Hun Tiandi ordered the casting of divine statues, with an identical statue in every city.

To protect the common people in the cities, every household and thousands of citizens worshipped his divine tablet.

When the people believe in you, set up divine tablets, cast divine statues, and pray day and night, a trace of pure faith power is generated.

In the midst of everything, by tapping into this power of faith...

Hun Tiandi can do many things; with a single thought, he can cross endless space and descend into a statue to protect the safety of the people.

When the common people burn incense and worship, the person being sacrificed to can also sense it.

“Everyone, disperse!” Hun Tiandi stared at the statue and waved his hand, and the civil and military officials behind him all left.

“The Xiao Family? I didn't go looking for you, yet you dared to come to my door!”

His fists clenched until they creaked, and his cold voice seemed capable of freezing the air.

Hun Tiandi was collecting the power of faith to carry out that specific plan, which required even more faith energy.

He wanted to see if the power of faith could resolve the hidden dangers of the Blood Scripture and eliminate them as his comprehension of the Blood Scripture deepened.

He realized this world-shaking demonic technique had some issues; it required devouring the blood of all living beings, which would involve immense karma and negative karma.

After death, those killed would carry an aura of resentment.

Once too much is devoured, one would be burdened by negative karma, the soul would become tainted, and one would be unable to comprehend the Laws.

Currently, the Blood Scripture was at the peak of the Mysterious Tier and had not yet displayed its supreme demonic might. According to Hun Tiandi's insights...

Only when the Blood Scripture advanced to the Earth Tier could it reveal the true horror of a demonic technique.

By activating the Blood Scripture, he could pass through the body of an expert of the same rank, instantly sucking their blood dry and turning them into a withered corpse.

Even for the ruthless Hun Tiandi, he couldn't help but be cautious of such an overbearing and cruel technique.

Back then, the Heavenly Silkworm Dragon Emperor had seen at a glance that the Blood Scripture he practiced was the technique of a peerless, murderous figure from the Major Thousand Worlds.

Thus, he began making arrangements!

The power of faith was the way to break this deadlock, and right now, collecting it was the most important task.

With a flick of his dragon robe, he vanished from the spot.

“I wonder where Prince Tianxuan's corpse is?” Hun Tiandi frowned. Back then, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing and Jian Wuchen had gone to pursue Prince Tianxuan.

In the future, he would find an opportunity to ask Senior Sister Liu Hanbing; it would be best if it could be recovered.

The next day, Hun Tiandi and his group left the restaurant. On the way, they encountered a powerhouse blocking the road, followed by three Dou Wangs.

“Who are you?” Tu Xingzi asked with an unfriendly expression.

The newcomer's face was filled with coldness and his eyes were brimming with grief as he stared at Hun Tiandi.

“It was you who caused Yan'er's death. No matter who you are, this Sect Master will send you to hell to atone for my son's life!”

The old man's expression was indifferent, but his resentful voice was chilling as it echoed on the road.

“Tianshui Sect Master, Zong Jue!” Hun Tiandi said calmly.

Hearing this, Tu Xingzi frowned; this old fellow was here to avenge his son. His sharp gaze swept over, staring fixedly at Hun Tiandi.

His eyes were bloodshot!

“Your son wasn't killed by me. He offended the Dragon Clan and was crushed to death by a falling star!”

Tu Xingzi looked at Zong Jue and said with pity.

“Why didn't you help my son? You just watched him get crushed to death...” Zong Jue was now blinded by hatred. It seemed he intended to kill everyone involved in the matter!

Roar...

His eyes were blood-red as a roar containing extreme anger and full of killing intent erupted from his mouth.

A surge of powerful deep-blue Fighting Qi suddenly erupted, kicking up a fierce wind.

Crack!

The trees by the roadside were shattered. Yan Xing took a step forward, blocking Zong Jue's violent aura.

Zong Jue slowly rose into the air, his figure like a blue beam of light.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, he shot toward Hun Tiandi. His piercing roar made the energy of heaven and earth boil.

“Little beast, go to hell and accompany my son in the afterlife!”

An angry voice like thunder came from the sky. Hun Tiandi's expression was calm, and his eyes were sharp as he watched the deep-blue figure charging at him.

“Courting death!” Yan Xing shouted coldly, about to strike!

Hun Tiandi waved his hand, signaling Yan Xing to step back. With a flick of his sleeve, a blood-colored figure appeared before him, radiating baleful qi, and threw a punch.

Pfft!

As the fist and palm collided, Zong Jue retreated as quickly as he had come, spitting out blood as his body flew backward.

Boom!

He crashed heavily into the ground, creating a human-shaped pit, and spat out three more mouthfuls of blood.

His blood-red eyes instantly cleared as he looked at the blood-colored figure in fear.

“Who are you?” Zong Jue asked sharply.

“Yun Xiao!” As the commander of the Second Legion of the Dazheng Dynasty, it was naturally his duty to protect His Majesty!

Behind them, Yan Xing and Liu Ling looked at each other, completely bewildered.

They both saw the confusion in each other's eyes, which seemed to say: “When did His Majesty have such a powerhouse by his side!”

The two of them had followed Hun Tiandi the longest and had naturally seen everyone!

“His Majesty truly has great methods. I wonder how many more trump cards he has?” Yan Xing wondered in his heart.

One must know that in this world, those best at hiding their true strength are emperors!

“Yun Xiao greets His Majesty!” Yun Xiao gave a respectful salute. This person was naturally an expert recruited from the Heaven-Reaching Tomb.

He had previously promised to let them out after leaving the tomb!

“You may rise!” Hun Tiandi said indifferently.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Yun Xiao stood up. Taking advantage of this time, Zong Jue had used some unknown secret technique, his body glowing with blood-light as he fled into the distance.

“That old fellow is escaping, after him!” Yan Xing was about to fly off but was stopped by Hun Tiandi.