Chapter 7

Of course.

It is different when the sacrificial ceremony is held.

At such times.

Influenced by the solemn and sacred atmosphere.

And by the anticipation and tension of possibly being watched by the deity at any moment.

There is also the power of an inexplicable law at work.

The power of faith that can be provided will increase tenfold.

However, the sacrificial ceremony can only be held once a year.

If held too often, the believers' spirits will suffer great damage.

Li Yue did the math.

Previously.

The power of faith he gained in a day was roughly 110 points.

But now—

The power of faith he can gain in a day reaches 610 points.

In a month.

That is eighteen thousand.

In a year.

That is nearly 220,000!

"One million points of faith power can be converted into a thread of divine power."

"Without eating or drinking, in five years one could... uh... accumulate five threads..."

Thinking of this, he paused.

He marveled in his heart.

Indeed.

For beings like deities, whose lives are endless.

Time.

Is the least valuable thing.

He withdrew the surging divine might.

He glanced at Pope Huo Ge the Shaman and transmitted a divine oracle:

"The annual sacrifice held once a year."

"The quality of the sacrifice must not be lower than this one."

The City of Deities.

This is a divine city so vast it is beyond imagination.