Chapter 1108 - Pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm
Liu Wuxie's faith energy reshaped others' loyalty, compelling unquestioning devotion.
In contrast, the altar-born faith energy of the ancient natives came from pure devotion, countless years of prayer flowing back to the coffin's original master.
After stepping into the realm of immortality, cultivators no longer relied solely on internal cultivation. External forces, such as faith energy, would become vital.
No faction wielded faith energy better than the Buddhist Clan. They nurtured countless followers—monks, disciples, and devout believers. They chanted daily, generating an endless stream of power.
Many major sects followed a similar model. Disciples revered their sect masters as saviors and worshipped them on a daily basis. Some even had ritual chants that amplified their collective faith.
Though invisible and formless, this power was undeniably real.
Liu Wuxie chose not to harm these ancient humans. After combing through their memories, he found their lives to be simple, centered around eating and worshipping.
As for the main altar's location, it remained hidden. Its power was tempting, but only fate could reveal the altar's location. Without fate, he could search endlessly and find nothing. If fate aligned, then the path would reveal itself.
When the ancient humans saw Liu Wuxie walking away, confusion flickered in their eyes for the first time. His presence had triggered a change in them.
A flicker of awareness stirred within them—the first spark of enlightenment.
Leaving the plains behind, Liu Wuxie climbed a towering mountain, hoping for a clearer view of the land.
From the summit, he saw endless mountains and rivers stretching as far as the eye could see.