After the personal experiences over this period and the information gathered from Ma Jianguo and others, he understood very clearly.
In this world, all Special Abilities do not originate from thin air but can often be traced back to so grand and mysterious existence.
The Spiritual Link he created with them is essentially competing with that mysterious existence for "spiritual nourishnt."
In other words, it’s like snatching at from soone else’s bowl, the difficulty of which is imaginable.
Of course, Wen Xin was an exception.
Deep in her subconscious, her trust in him seed to have already surpassed the entity that granted her abilities.
Because of this, she responded to his call in a coma, breaking free from the dark icy plain imprisoning her soul.
Strictly speaking, Wen Xin is his first "Believer" in the true sense.
Fang Cheng gazed at the unique Star closest to the sun, the brightest in the do, silently feeling Wen Xin’s state at that mont.
In the bright and clean classroom, the girl was listening attentively to the lecture.
Suddenly, her pen paused, sensing sothing, she looked up towards the window, a hint of confusion flashed in her amber eyes.
Fang Cheng smiled slightly, gently severed the link, not disturbing her.
Then he turned his gaze to two other relatively bright Stars nearby.
"Xu Hao, Xiao Shuai."
These two can be said to be the most solidly linked individuals with him apart from Wen Xin.
Xiao Shuai was originally an ordinary person; through his continuous guidance, he has beco a fervent Believer of his.
As for Xu Hao, he is not a true power user, only his body was transford and Enhanced through experintal ans.
Because he wasn’t too constrained by "sources," he managed to establish a Spiritual Link with him through the Cultivation of the "Great Sun Burning Body Technique."
Seeing these two bright Stars, Fang Cheng’s emotions stirred as he went back to the description of the Spiritual Resonance ability on the panel.
[Descent of Will: You can forcibly drag the consciousness of multiple linked targets into your "Inner World"...]
The specific effects of this ability need to be tested through practice.
However, Fang Cheng did not choose Xu Hao and Xiao Shuai for the ti being.
These two precious "Little Bai" have other arrangents.
Fang Cheng casually picked two seemingly ordinary targets among the hundreds of nodes in the Sun Heart Net.
They were passersby who watched him fight with Luo Lie outside the Noah Building that night in the rain.
With this intention confird, he sat upright on the throne, lips parting slightly, uttering two words:
"Descent."
As soon as the words fell, as if a decree had taken effect in the palace.
With a buzzing sound, two soft white beams of light suddenly appeared on the center of the golden hall’s floor.
Countless light points gathered, twisted, and stretched within, finally condensing into two human shapes, and the glow dispersed accordingly.
"What the hell! Network down? What kind of ghost place is this?"
A slightly chubby young man wearing a vest and shorts was grabbing his hair, his face full of confusion and irritation.
"I was one kill away from a pentakill! Who the hell pulled my network cable!"
His na was Zhang Wei, a typical internet-addicted hobody, who was dominating the ga monts ago and now suddenly found himself here.
"Is this... the world after death?"
Another middle-aged man in a suit and tie, wearing glasses, adjusted his fra in an attempt to maintain composure while surveying the surroundings, though unable to hide the shock in his eyes.
"I rember... I was just in a eting with the staff, discussing the next quarter’s KPI..."
His na was Li Ming, an ordinary sales manager, whose worldview was now under intense impact.
The two of them looked at the majestic and solemn palace scene around them, then looked blankly at each other a few ters apart.
Only to find that each other’s faces were shrouded in a layer of gray mist, indistinguishable.
This added to the eerie and mysterious nature of the place.
Just when they were unsure and doubtful, a grand yet gentle voice echoed, seemingly resonating directly within their souls:
"Do not be alard, wandering lambs."
The two of them looked up in amazent, following the sound.
At the end of the hall, atop high steps, stood a throne cast entirely of pure gold.
On the throne sat a human-shaped light figure that could not be directly looked at.
It emanated a brilliance as radiant as the sun, illuminating the entire grand palace splendidly.
This light seed to possess life, and with every breath-like fluctuation of brightness and dimness, their souls felt a naless tremor.
Zhang Wei’s anxiety vanished instantly, replaced by a deep-seated awe, as he stamred:
"Who... who are you? An Immortal?"
Li Ming was slightly calr than him, though his voice also trembled:
"Are we... dead?"
"Living and dying are rely part of the cycle."
The light figure on the throne did not directly answer, the voice ethereal and philosophical:
"I have sensed the Devotion within your hearts, and thus have drawn you here in dreamscape, to sow the seeds of divine grace."
Dreamscape? Devotion?
The two were taken aback, as they were both staunch materialists, and rarely even visited temples, let alone having Devotion.
"We... don’t really believe in gods..."
Li Ming worded cautiously, afraid of offending this seemingly "divine" presence.
The light figure let out a barely audible chuckle, the laughter rippling through the air like tangible waves.
"Faith is not spoken but hidden in the heart."
"That night, with torrential rain, while the world was trapped in fear, you stayed in the rain and witnessed the mont darkness was dispelled by light."
User Comments
0 comments from readers