Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

What kind of threat is this?

It couldn't even put him on alert.

"Your Majesty, according to the people below, the Sect Hierarch of the Lifeless Sect can make the grains grow rapidly. This is why so many followers have gathered, and inside the Lifeless Sect, these abilities are extolled as godlike—virtually omnipotent."

"Grains growing quickly? What kind of magic is that? Merely the ignorance of lowly commoners!"

The Yin Yue King's clan possessed an old ancestor from the Fourth Realm and knew much more.

They naturally would not be frightened by such trivial matters.

"As for being omnipotent, it's mostly exaggeration. Those ignorant commoners would declare anything they see as a miracle."

The intelligence personnel thought so too and subconsciously nodded in agreement with the Yin Yue King.

Of course, he didn't forget the important matters.

"Your Majesty, the Lifeless Sect isn't much of an issue, but the deity they worship... claims to be a True Saint!"

"True Saint?" A flicker of concern passed through the Yin Yue King's heart. Although his level was low, he knew of the legends of saints.

They were like the Fierce Yang, suspended high above the Heavenly Saint Star, great and blinding to gaze upon.

But soon he felt he had been overly worried.

"This has to do with saints. How could it possibly come to a remote place like ours?"

They were indeed in a very remote and resource-poor area, or else they wouldn't only have given rise to a power like theirs.

Feeling reassured, he said to the intelligence personnel, "It's probably merely boasting. There's no need to worry about this Lifeless Sect for the time being. Focus all your efforts on the Long Shan Dynasty."

This was the real issue for them.

Others might not be aware, but as the Yin Yue King, he knew it was more than a war between two dynasties.

It also concerned the ancestral path.

"Yes!" The intelligence personnel naturally wouldn't object, as they also believed the Lifeless Sect was not worth their attention.

Meanwhile, Xia Yang, the much-scorned Sect Hierarch of the Lifeless Sect, was worshiping the Lifeless True Saint.

"O True Saint above, we have already rescued hundreds of thousands from dire straits and have attracted attention, but these hundreds of thousands are merely a drop in the sea of suffering. We hope you will bestow your mighty power to guide us forward."

"We hope you will bestow your mighty power to guide us forward," echoed the believers behind him, praying earnestly.

It was this kind of call that drew the attention of Wang Sheng.

"Good progress, hundreds of thousands of believers... already enough to amass the power of the Seventh Realm."

Hundreds of thousands of followers were not many, but they were enough for Wang Sheng to amass the power of the Seventh Realm, bringing him closer to his goal.

He greatly recognized Xia Yang's capabilities.

After all, converting someone to a true believer is easy to say, but requires heartfelt conviction.

You aren't a believer just because you say you are.

A few dozen, a few hundred, or even a few thousand are easy, but hundreds of thousands, and within a year, is not something anyone can achieve.

Xia Yang could do it, thanks to his powerful abilities and his becoming a true devout believer. Though he initially sought revenge, it was no longer his primary goal.

He believed that the True Saint would certainly help him exact revenge.

Thus, he put all his energy into growing the Lifeless Sect.

And more than that—

Xia Yang, with his devout heart, managed to establish a direct connection with him.

Wang Sheng was quite amazed by the firmness of such faith.

This kind of faith had begun to transform him. If one had to describe it, it was like a Holy Spirit!

Even though he was only from the Third Realm, he could bear a great deal of his power, and if he wished, he could even descend directly using Xia Yang's body.

"Is it because of the faith, or is it Xia Yang himself that is special?"

Wang Sheng knew that Xia Yang had an extraordinarily unique Spiritual Body.

But he did not dwell on it too much, as long as he knew he could make use of it.

"Since you have prayed, then I shall bestow power!"

Wang Sheng connected to the threads of faith from hundreds of thousands of believers and, following these threads of faith, gradually bestowed his power.

All the believers of the Lifeless Sect under the Heavenly Saint Star could feel this change.

"The miracle of the True Saint has descended; indeed, the True Saint has always been watching over us!"

Nothing enhanced faith more than a manifestation from their own deity; the threads of faith from hundreds of thousands of believers intensified.

In the end, the power amassed in the Faith World within the Heavenly Saint Star was even greater than Wang Sheng had expected.

"It's more than I thought. Originally it was sufficient to contend with the Seventh Realm, now it could probably match the Eighth Realm... only slightly inferior to an avatar of the Seventh Realm."

This was certainly good news.

However, he did not intend to immediately mobilize the power of the Faith World in the form of an avatar.

The Yin Yue dynasty, at its strongest, was only of the Fourth Realm; even if they concealed more, they would at most reach the Fifth Realm.

An avatar of the Seventh Realm's power would be overkill for slaughtering chickens.

Instead of mobilizing the power avatar, he had a better option.

Xia Yang, as potent as a Holy Spirit, was a very good candidate.

Xia Yang's thread of faith was easy to locate—it was the most robust among the hundreds of thousands of subsidiary threads.

Having found it, he once again bestowed power.

Originally only of the Third Realm, Xia Yang's strength soared, and in the blink of an eye, he became a creature of the Sixth Realm, completely transformed.

Naturally, Xia Yang could feel the potent power within him.

The excitement in his heart was beyond the imagination of outsiders.

"The Sixth Realm, I've reached it already?"

He thought of his own ancestor, of the Seventh Realm, who had cultivated for thousands of years.

And he, in just over a year, had reached the Sixth Realm, and he even felt that if he had not been too weak, even the Seventh Realm would have been within easy reach.

Of course, he was also aware that this power was from the True Saint, retrievable at any moment.