In the skies within the sect, completely hidden by mental power, the whale and Ruri watched the events silently. Bruno was pleased with the show and the impact on everyone, but he was focused on manipulating that power. Meanwhile, Alm, through the array, conversed somewhat strangely with Ruri.
’Justice and love... you converted her in a rather strange way.’
Ruri smiled faintly. ’I didn’t say that to her; every believer has their own view of master. For some, you’re the god of war who protects them; for others, the god of love who unites all races and encourages them to love each other. There are even those who call him the protector of children. I made it clear that there are no rules or dogmas to follow. The only thing that matters is what’s inside each person; they can do anything, but master directly senses their intentions and karma.’
Alm was pleased with Ruri’s work. Thus, the statues in the city that influenced their karma would give everyone exactly what they sought: for the good, better karma; for the bad, a swift death. No one would expect something they wouldn’t give.
KABOOM!
They clearly saw the sect leader attack Nimfle, burning her entire bloodline and using all his power. She simply took the attack head-on without using the sword yet. As for the poor round man, he exploded violently into the earth.
Through the thirty-centimeter statue, Bruno developed a method similar to the array, using the knowledge of the power of faith he received as a basis. He also used the ideas he saw with that demon in the divine world.
He drastically improved the Rurian Faithlink technique. Now, he didn’t need to give the rune of the technique to his followers; anyone who prayed to them at the central statues in the city and interacted positively with karma would be linked to them. It was automatic: the more faith and good karma a person had, the stronger the connection. Soon, the worshiper could even wish for something, and Bruno would feel it.
Bruno could channel his power through the power of faith, creating a conduit and transferring his power through it. There were prerequisites, such as having a statue to amplify the power. And currently, they needed to be on the same planet; the limiting factor was their cultivation.
But it wasn’t limited to just the power of faith; their laws of the earth, bloodline, and everything they had available could be sent. In the future, they could even transfer techniques and communicate with the faithful.
With cultivation high enough, Bruno imagined that even being in different universes, they could use this. Of course, the consumption of Qi and the power of faith would be staggering, but it was useful for caring for and maintaining their faithful.
The power of faith was an important weapon for them, but it demanded a lot of work to care for and amplify. No matter how much they understood, this power would only increase if they had more faithful; the more faithful, the better. And to keep them and increase their number, they had to always support them.
Nimfle could only do all this because the defensive power of the behemoth was extreme. Bruno was burning and handing over the primal power of his inner Rune. Thus, she was invincible for a while, but the show was temporary.
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The elf, after receiving the maximum power from that man three times and turning him into a red, ground meatball, finally pointed her weapon, igniting the runic seal. Everyone in the sect watched it in shock; the sect leader was completely humiliated as if he were nothing.
This elf, besides having a cultivation several levels below, was an ancient forger in the sect; everyone knew she wasn’t good at fighting and only reached where she was by using breakthrough pills. She was well below average in combat power, yet... this power given to her by faith destroyed everyone’s beliefs.
The leader was split in half as if he were nothing the next second. Slyly, the whale and Ruri surely captured the soul of that black elf from before and now this man; their memories were valuable.
Then, Nimfle descended from the skies and all phenomena were erased. All the elders and central cultivators of the sect stood around, unable to move. After witnessing this, they dared not even breathe. The elf held the small statue with shining eyes and then gently stowed it away.
In the next moment, she turned to the skies, and her eyes trembled. She bowed in worship, and everyone looked scared in that direction. In the heavens, the round figure was calmly floating. By his side, holding his hand, everyone recognized the sect elder, Ruri.
They finally saw him to believe it. The whale really returned perfectly alive and healthy, he did exactly as Elder Ruri said back then. All belief and logic were destroyed, and he solved all the problems.
Ruri descended alone from the skies and spoke softly to Nimfle. Then, she saw the orc and the fey and waved to them, acknowledging them and reassuring them. Both sighed in relief; she represented the will of the whale. They didn’t need to ask for forgiveness or anything like that, even though they had participated in the battle on the enemy side. Ruri knew they had no choices; no one was foolish enough to blame them for anything.
But when Ruri turned to the black elves of the Noctryn clan and those of the Obsidian clan, her aura turned cold. "I’ll visit your sects later to talk; behave if you don’t want me to solve it in an unpleasant way."
The people of the Obsidian clan turned pale and waved as they left immediately. Ruri just scared them; she knew her mother-in-law was someone from that clan and would never do anything against them directly. Ruri was getting more anxious each day to talk to Quitera and just wanted to clean up the rot there for her.
As for the black elves clan, Ruri didn’t care about destroying them. Although indifferent, Alm told her about the black elves they met in the underworld, and she also met a kind black elf in that same clan. It was just one who was born by some miracle, but in the end, you really couldn’t judge anyone just by their race.
This clan was like this because of the situation and environment they found themselves in. If the black elves were in their natural place, in the forests, surely things would change a lot and other kind ones would emerge. Living surrounded by greed and disputes was like a disease that spread to everyone, feeding and growing.
Her master said that in the other universe, he lived in, Isla simply died because she couldn’t cultivate. In this universe, there is no such rule, but there is a sinister influence from the queen over everyone.
The internal rune in people’s souls was initially empty since their birth. It was a subtle mental shackle that influenced everyone to push themselves to their limits and try to awaken the queen’s interest in turning them into her servant. It was an instinctive impulse that existed since the beginning of their existence. It drove them to want to be as strong as they could without caring about anyone else. A wild competition existed everywhere, fueled to another level because of it; competition always led to destruction.
Cultivation wasn’t about being stronger and above others; it was about understanding oneself and the celestial laws. Each person must first seek self-awareness and follow the celestial flow, not going against it. The wise know themselves and their nature; they aren’t idiots to swim against the current.
Unfortunately, there have always been people who used their power to dominate others, no matter the place. But, in this queen’s universe, it was almost a rule for everyone.
Ruri deeply reflected on everything. To change this, her master was working hard; he would overhaul everything. He created a peaceful environment, and his worshippers lost this impulse, completely escaping the queen’s clutches. First, it was his city, and now he was already extending it to the entire planet slowly.
After talking to Nimfle, Ruri floated and held the whale’s hand again. Her eyes were full of adoration and happiness. Now, she would be with him forever and help him fulfill his demands and goals.
The two of them went alone to the deepest and most hidden zone of the Three Extremes Sect; they went precisely to the Skyward Forest. That’s where the demon lived. Unlike the abyss demon, none of the other demons created a gigantic army of demons and demonic clans. Yamar had no followers and lived alone on the monolith. The forest demon had a small group of a few thousand demons that he maintained.
They were there only to serve him in every imaginable way. The demons had a lot of free time and lived for a long time. There was almost no prospect of improving in cultivation, so they focused on other things. This forest demon created descendants with the aim of making them ascend. Perhaps this way, he would have a descendant in the divine world and thus could obtain resources to advance.
The curious thing was that there was almost no news, neither good nor bad, about these forest demons, which intrigued Alm and Bruno. From the memories of the forest demon, they only served him and obeyed everything he said without saying anything else. These demons sparked curiosity and something instinctive in the two of them. They would have to find their brother, so they would investigate this feeling.