Infinite Space.
Today's Infinite Space was no longer the empty void it had once been. A massive city was gradually rising from the earth.
Although it was not yet complete, from the tip of the iceberg that had already revealed its magnificence, one could glimpse the appearance of this grand city.
The city was full of vitality, and the scent of fireworks drifted through the air.
Among the people living here were not only disciples of the royal family,
but also many children adopted by the Butterfly House and survivors whose lives had been saved by the light of the sun.
After arriving here, very few people wanted to leave. Most hoped to continue living here.
They did not know where they were.
Yet they knew very well that this place was sufficiently safe.
There was no danger, no oppression, and no exploitation.
As long as one was willing to work hard, anyone could live a good life.
Only after experiencing the deepest darkness could one understand the preciousness of light.
In another space within Infinite Space — Lin Yang's private domain, which was also the small nest that Xiao Wu and the others had planned for themselves.
"Is Lin Yang really alright?"
Dugu Yan sat on a chair, her eyes filled with worry.
After the match with Qian Renxue, Lin Yang had only briefly mentioned it before disappearing.
Ye Lingling shook her head.
"Although his soul power was depleted, he wasn't injured. He has probably broken through…"
Another breakthrough?
Dugu Yan's voice rose several decibels.
"Does this person not have any bottlenecks at all?"
Then, as if remembering something, she looked around and asked, "Where's that dead rabbit?"
"She might be in her room," Ye Lingling said quietly.
"After the tournament, Xiao Wu's mood was bad. It was the first time I've seen her like that."
"I'll go take a look."
Dugu Yan stood up, but the moment she lifted her foot she hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
Dugu Yan thought for a moment and said, "Let's leave her alone for a while. If she wants to talk, she'll naturally come talk."
"Too much…"
Meanwhile, inside the room, Lin Yang sat cross-legged, completely immersing his consciousness in his spiritual world.
He gazed at the massive sun shining high in the spiritual realm. It was the embodiment of the spiritual sea, the source of spiritual power, and the manifestation of his will.
Yet the strange event that had suddenly occurred during the battle with Qian Renxue was by no means an illusion.
Otherwise, he would not have launched that unexpected attack.
But what exactly was the reason?
Could it be that an "old man" was living inside his head as well?
No, that was impossible!
This was his spiritual world. He was the master of this place.
If there truly was a "foreign object," there was no way he would have completely failed to notice it.
Just as Lin Yang was racking his brains, he happened to notice several faint points of light surrounding the "Great Sun."
What was this?
Compared to the tremendous radiance emitted by the "Great Sun," these points of light were like candles flickering in the wind — so faint they were almost negligible.
Yet they truly existed.
Like a swarm of fireflies, they drifted quietly and persistently around the "Great Sun."
Lin Yang raised his hand and gently touched one of the points of light.
In an instant, a mass of energy — as fine as a spider's thread yet unbelievably pure — flowed into his body.
It was neither soul power nor the fundamental energy of heaven and earth, but something far more mysterious.
There was no hostility, no corrosion — only a gentle and warm sense of familiarity.
Lin Yang slightly lowered his guard and carefully began probing the origin of these points of light.
If he was correct, these points of light were the root cause of the abnormal phenomenon.
After a while, Lin Yang opened his eyes. A complex light of joy and enlightenment shone in his pupils.
He stared at the floating points of light in front of him and muttered to himself,
"Power of Faith?"
These faint, almost invisible points of light were all Power of Faith.
They had come from every region of the continent, but the vast majority came from ordinary people in Infinite Space.
Ordinary people who prayed, worshipped, and maintained their faith every day.
These invisible beliefs and wishes had condensed over time and finally gathered together within his spiritual world, transforming into these tiny particles of light.
Among them, several of the brightest and purest points of light carried familiar auras.
They belonged to Catherine, Keynes… and the other members of the Sun Sect.
Their faith was extremely pure — proof of unwavering trust and devotion.
Lin Yang's heart beat slightly faster, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Originally, he had not intended to pursue the path of faith and divinity.
The time frame was far too long, and there were too many variables.
Moreover, this continent would soon gain two new gods — the Angel and the Rakshasa!
Therefore, he had begun walking his own path of inheriting the position of the Asura God, and of course he had no intention of giving up the position of the Sea God either.
If something was free, why not take it?
Unexpectedly, through pure coincidence, the Sun Sect founded by Keynes had brought him the Power of Faith.
Although it was a rare case, it ultimately overturned common sense.
The initial investment was now generating more than a hundred times the return.
Afterward, Lin Yang regained his composure and continued researching the effects of the Power of Faith.
He quickly discovered that the Power of Faith was practically a panacea.
Not only could it enhance spiritual power and cultivation, but it could also be incorporated into attack methods to increase the power of techniques.
It could also extend the age of spirit rings, or even create entirely new spirit rings.
When he realized this, a thought flashed through Lin Yang's mind — a god-bestowed spirit ring.
The so-called god-bestowed spirit ring meant that without hunting soul beasts, one could obtain the most needed spirit skills and spirit rings of the maximum age the body could endure.
In other words, was the essence of this god-bestowed spirit ring simply a special application of the Power of Faith?
Furthermore, some rewards from sacred trials also extended the lifespan of spirit rings.
Perhaps they were based on the same principle.
However, the amount of Power of Faith required to reach that level was enormous.
His current Power of Faith was far too weak. It probably could not even attract the attention of the world.
Thinking this way, Lin Yang opened his eyes. His gaze became deep and far-reaching.
Previously, he had not paid much attention to the Sun Sect. Aside from secretly providing support, he had almost completely left its development to Keynes.
But now it seemed that the Power of Faith could indeed bring benefits to himself.
This was undoubtedly an entirely new path of growth.
However, this did not mean that Lin Yang would abandon the position of the Asura God.
Inheriting an existing divine position and creating one's own divine position were not contradictory paths.
Lin Yang allowed these Powers of Faith to freely surge within his spiritual world.
Using the Power of Faith to raise one's cultivation level was absolutely the most foolish choice.
Cultivation could be improved through personal practice, but the precious resource of Power of Faith had to be used sparingly and effectively.
Yet faith was cultivated over time. It required the heartfelt devotion and obedience of believers. It could never be forced.
At the current pace, even after several hundred years, he probably would not be able to accumulate that many resources.
It seemed he needed to continue developing the Butterfly House and the Sun Sect.