73: Chapter 73 Three Thousand Faith Power Daily

The nine-hundredth year.

The human population grew to 2.8 million.

Faith began to undergo a qualitative change.

Chen Ming discovered that when they prayed collectively, a powerful force of Power Of Faith would surge from everyone, converging into a massive ball of light.

That ball of light would drift toward the Ghost Gate Pass and merge into that colossal gate.

The Ghost Gate Pass would become more solid.

Those Ghost Soldiers would become more powerful.

The entire Netherworld World would become more stable.

Chen Ming understood.

Their faith was not just for themselves.

The nine-hundred and ninety-ninth year.

The human population reached three million.

Three million humans had established a complete civilization on this land that was once a ruin.

They had their own faith.

They did not believe in a specific individual.

Instead, they believed in the order of karma where good and evil are rewarded, the order of life and death reincarnation, and the order of protecting and being protected.

And Chen Ming remained the High Priest.

He had lived for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and his strength had climbed from the first rank to the peak of the fourth rank. He was the most powerful existence among humans and the wisest elder.

His eyes had changed from silver to pure gold.

His aura was unfathomable, yet as gentle as water.

But no matter how strong he became, his attitude toward every clansman remained consistent.

Equality.

Compassion.

The last day of the nine-hundred and ninety-ninth year.

Chen Ming stood alone at the highest point of the human city, overlooking this land he had guarded for nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

Three million humans were busy in the city, living, laughing, crying, loving, and hating.

"It has been nine hundred and ninety-nine years..."

He said softly.

"It was worth it."

The first day of the one-thousandth year.

The time flow adjustment ended.

The New Era Ruins gradually cleared from the blur, reappearing before Su Bai's eyes.

But it was no longer the ruins from a thousand years ago.

The ruins had turned into a city.

The forest of steel had turned into a complex of buildings that flickered between reality and illusion.

Gray-white Yin Qi drifted above the city like an eternal veil. Between the buildings, countless Ghost Soldiers patrolled, and countless Soul-Hooking Ghosts shuttled back and forth. On the streets, three million humans were living busy lives; their eyes were gray-white, but their faces bore expressions of peace and contentment.

In the center of the city stood a massive cathedral.

At the top of the cathedral, a silver flag fluttered loudly in the Yin Qi.

On the plaza in front of the cathedral, three million humans were lined up neatly in absolute silence.

At the very front of the plaza, a silver figure stood quietly.

It was an old man.

He looked at the light slowly descending from the sky.

He knew that was the Creator.

That was the existence who had created this world, given them a second life, and sent those guardians to lead them.

He knelt.

Behind him, three million humans knelt simultaneously.

Su Bai's consciousness avatar landed on the plaza, standing before the silver figure.

He looked at the old man, and information about him surfaced in his consciousness.

[Chen Ming (Hero Unit)]

[Rank: Peak Fourth Rank]

[Grade: Four-Star]

[Skills: Tech Affinity (Passive), Yin Energy Adaptation (Passive), Faith Guidance (Active), High Priest Pressure (Passive), Collective Prayer (Active)]

[Description: A spiritual leader born from a thousand years of human civilization evolution, growing from an initial explorer into the High Priest revered by the entire race. He led humanity out of despair, shifting from technology to faith, ultimately allowing humans to truly take root in the Netherworld. His faith is pure and firm, the most precious treasure of human civilization.]

[Power Of Faith Output: Human civilization can provide 3000 points of Power Of Faith daily]

Su Bai looked at that number, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Three thousand points.

Three thousand points of Power Of Faith every day.

All his previous races combined only provided eight hundred and sixty points a day.

Now, a single human civilization provided three thousand points.

More than triple.

The corners of Su Bai's mouth curled up slightly.

He lowered his head and looked at Chen Ming.

"You have done very well."

Chen Ming looked up, his pure golden eyes full of piety.

"Creator, it is you who gave us a second life."

"It was the guardians you sent who led us out of despair."

"Human civilization shall never forget this for all eternity."

Su Bai nodded.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the three million kneeling humans, across the buildings flickering between reality and illusion, and across this prosperous land.

[New Era Ruins: Human population 1.8 million → 3 million, Chen Ming rank First Rank → Peak Fourth Rank, Number of Fourth Rank humans 0 → 5, Number of Third Rank humans 0 → 1000, Daily Power Of Faith Output: 0 → 3000 points]

[Current Total Daily Power Of Faith Output: 100 (Mushroom People) + 200 (Shadow Demons) + 60 (Ice Crystals) + 500 (Naga) + 3000 (Humans) = 3860 points]

Su Bai looked at that row of numbers and did not speak for a long time.

After a long while, he said softly:

"Humans, as expected of humans."

"The Power Of Faith they provide is indeed substantial."

He glanced at those Peak Fourth Rank human heroes.

Although there were only five, and even the strongest, Chen Ming, was only at the peak of the fourth rank.

But he didn't care.

What he wanted was never human combat power.

What he wanted was faith.

It was souls.

It was the unique, pure, and profound Power Of Faith of the human species.

Now, he had obtained it.

"Live well."

"Maintain your faith."

"The Netherworld will protect you."

The light dissipated.

Chen Ming raised his head, gazing in the direction where the light had vanished, his eyes filled with piety and gratitude.

Behind him, three million humans also gazed in that same direction.

After a long while, Chen Ming stood up, turned around, and looked at his clansmen.

"Did you all hear that?"

"The Creator said we have done very well."

On the plaza, cheers shook the heavens.