The words of allegiance were still echoing.
Chen Feng was undergoing intense transformation, with countless forces of faith pouring into his body, spreading through his blood and limbs.
Weak energy.
This energy was like spring rain, fine and like cow’s hair, entering his body, slowly condensing together, settling in the deepest parts of Chen Feng’s body.
The Power of Faith was attempting to transform Chen Feng’s body, the density of his bones, the toughness of his skin, even the healing of wounds, as if possessing effects akin to miracles, leaving people astonished.
At this mont.
Chen Feng experienced an unprecedented feeling, like a Divine Spirit wielding a myriad of lives, a re thought could easily extinguish others’ lives.
Divine Spirit.
This was a power only a Divine Spirit could wield.
Chen Feng’s expression grew solemn, his mind racing, seemingly pondering over sothing.
In the Abyss, besides normal combat, what the strong most loved to do was to build their own forces, much like Chen Feng’s summoned Blazing Demon, a Demon, who thirsted intensely for faith, even not sparing humans.
Originally, Chen Feng thought the other party was accumulating power to make early plans for the unstable environnt of the Abyss, but now, after he absorbed these beliefs, he realized things were far more complicated than they seed.
Wonderful ability.
Faith would transform the body.
This signified that as long as there was ample faith, this energy would continuously flow into Chen Feng’s body.
The Divine Spirit template began to form.
Chen Feng now only opened the most basic abilities of the Divine Spirit, listening to prayers and receiving faith.
This was due to the Blazing Demon.
The Demon Horn possessed extrely strong Perception, enhanced again after bathing in Dragon Blood.
However, for now, the believers were still too few, the energy weak, and the transformation of the body paused after a while.
Not enough!
The believers were far from enough.
If he wanted more power, Chen Feng needed more prayers, more believers, more faith.
The faith of a few hundred was negligible, those like Rose, who controlled the faith of a tribe, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of faiths rging together, could raise an ordinary person to legendary status in an instant.
Chen Feng discovered sothing remarkable.
Besides the Blood Sacrifice, he had another thod to quickly elevate his realm.
People needing spiritual support in despair, and the ergence of Chen Feng, undoubtedly brought peace to their souls.
If the initial purpose of Order was more like a base providing convenience and endless supplies for Chen Feng, now, the strength of Order was key to whether Chen Feng could advance further.
Besides the ordinary people of this world, creatures in the Abyss were also recruitable targets.
The Abyss revered the strong above all.
Take the Cat Race for example, even though they worshiped the Cat Goddess and Dance Goddess, the aid from this Divine Spirit was truly limited, and now, if Chen Feng could grant them food and weapons and help them defeat their enemies, their faith might change.
In the Abyss, changing one’s allegiance was commonplace.
Chen Feng had a new goal, to expand his forces, only by making the na of Order known could he attract more survivors and nurture more believers.
Chen Feng eyed the warriors before him, like wanting to grow a forest, one must first sow seeds, these people were the seeds of Order, and as one towering tree after another rose, the realm governed by Order would beco increasingly vast, naturally attracting more believers to join, strengthening Chen Feng’s power.
Because of faith, Chen Feng seed to be shrouded in a layer of light, his imposing manner continued to soar, even making it hard for the warriors to keep their eyes open.
A wave of imnse spiritual power enveloped everyone.
The people who were sowhat hesitant began to tremble uncontrollably, it was a power belonging to a Divine Spirit, though only just erging, it wasn’t sothing ordinary people could resist.
Everything before his eyes was under Chen Feng’s control, every face showing respect, without exception.
"Hmm?"
Chen Feng frowned, suddenly noticing sothing amiss.
It was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen, unlike the fearful and respectful looks of others, his pupils radiated genuine admiration and reverence.
His Power of Faith was much stronger, even double that of others.
Fanatics were a Divine Spirit’s most important subordinates; they devoted their souls entirely to the Divine Spirit, a lifeti of unwavering loyalty, even for a master of the Blazing Demon’s level, a fanatic under his command was a rarity.
"Interesting," Chen Feng smiled slightly, gesturing with his finger, while Wei Xun leaning courteously, asked, "What is that young man’s na?"
As the person in charge of this selection, Wei Xun knew everyone’s na well. Following Chen Feng’s finger, he whispered, "Sir, this person is called Lu Wei, he ca to Order not long ago with a sister, and due to his excellent speed and reflexes, he’s been specially summoned this ti."
"Hmm, look after him more in the future," Chen Feng said blandly.
Although it was just a few words, Wei Xun shivered slightly, knowing at Chen Feng’s level, everything had a deeper aning.
Thinking of this, Wei Xun couldn’t help but glance at Lu Wei once more, sighed inwardly, and thought, "Boy, you’re in luck," as Chen Feng’s loyal bodyguard, Wei Xun knew well the significance of the phrase "take care".
Although the other’s physique seed poor, with so conditioning, his physical qualities would gradually catch up. By then, if his faith could remain passionate, Chen Feng wouldn’t mind gifting him an opportunity.
Becoming a god was far from simple.
Stepping into legendary status was just a beginning; truly attaining a godly body was sothing only myths contemplated.
Chen Feng now was rely akin to a baby babbling.
And just then, Xu Zhe approached from afar, looking slightly grave, he stood before Chen Feng and whispered, "Sir, the scouts reported back, Zhang Jianxiong has returned with the people, they’re five kiloters from the camp, with over eighty people, each spirited, and ard."
Originally, Chen Feng considered sending Wei Xun to contact the military forces of Qiandong, but Zhang Jianxiong volunteered, boasting he could give it a try.
It’s good for underlings to want advancent, with the surrounding bugs almost cleared, Zhang Jianxiong’s strength made him capable enough, so Chen Feng did not refuse.
Sixteen days.
After nearly half a month, today Zhang Jianxiong finally returned, suggesting that Chen Feng would soon have a true showdown with Qiandong.
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