Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1857 - 1888: Power of the Purple

This golden light, when it appeared, blinded everyone's eyes, much like the strongest moment of sunlight bursting forth at dawn.As they squinted at the golden light ahead, everyone saw a figure slowly walking toward them, surrounded by the glow.

Upon seeing this figure, all the elders were immediately overcome with emotion, "The Divine has come! The Divine has appeared! There truly is a Divine presence in this world. The Divine has arrived!"

The elders spoke with great excitement, their bodies trembling as if the sight of the Divine filled them with strength and banished their hunger.

Only at this moment did the young people understand that their families had never been certain of the existence of the Divine.

In truth, all their fervent prayers were simply to fuel their hope for survival.

Thinking of this, all the young people relaxed their eyes, tears streaming down, as they came to understand two things.

The first was the immense love their elders held for them.

The second was that the Divine genuinely existed, prompting them to lower their heads deeply and shout fervently from their hearts and mouths.

"Divine Lord, please help us, save us. We can die, but we cannot bear for our families to perish this way."

The young people, as if in unison, shouted loudly, their voices transformed into a powerful sound wave that filled Ye Feng's ears.

"As long as you believe in me, follow me devotedly, I will fulfill all that I can for you, meet your every need."

Ye Feng calmly spoke, glancing at the kneeling crowd.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, everyone, regardless of age, took a deep breath, their complex emotions evaporating as they nodded vigorously at Ye Feng.

"Yes, Divine Lord, we are willing to believe in you, willing to become your most loyal believers, to follow you for eternity."

As they spoke, an inaudible rumbling emanated from their bodies.

At the dissemination of this rumbling, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed upon witnessing not only red Power of Faith on these people but also the emergence of purple Power of Faith.

This purple Power of Faith was no longer just a purple glow, but pure purple power.

Moreover, it wasn't just one strand, but more than a dozen, though not yet strong, they represented immense strength.

As these Powers of Faith surrounded Ye Feng, his heart surged with astonishment, sensing his recently restored cultivation instantly enhancing.

The enhancement far exceeded anything previously imaginable.

Furthermore, two gaps on the purple Incense Burner mended in a moment, leaving only one larger crack intact.

Discovering these changes, Ye Feng felt immense joy, never expecting such rapid emergence of purple power.

Nor did he anticipate the purple Power of Faith would unleash such potent energy.

Ye Feng's delight grew as he gazed blankly at the kneeling believers, uttering calmly, "Rise, now is the time for me to fulfill my promise."

"Thank you, Divine Lord."

Filled with anticipation, everyone got up, quietly standing behind Ye Feng, eagerly awaiting his action.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Ye Feng reached for the sky with his right hand, capturing a layer of mist.

Afterward, he gently compressed the mist, then released it onto the forest floor, revitalizing the barren, lifeless land with powerful Life Force.

Within a breath, all the trees began to sprout, swiftly growing robust.

Soon, a verdant scene unfolded before the believers, leaving them incredulous.

They looked at Ye Feng with admiration and awe, his figure forever etched in their hearts.

This mark was so profound that no storm or disaster could ever shake it.

"The Divine Lord's methods are extraordinary, we are in awe, we are endlessly grateful, please use your powers again to grant us sufficient food," the believers said, gazing respectfully at each other.

Ye Feng didn't respond, but walked forward slowly, each step bringing a rumble audible only to him.

Without turning around, he knew it signified potential in the followers being activated.

Certainly, some red believers were undergoing transformation.

Soon, several strands of red Power of Faith surrounding Ye Feng began shifting, stopping only once reaching a pure red state.

Absorbing these Powers of Faith into his body, Ye Feng continued forward, feeling immensely satisfied.

Emerging from the forest, he came before a barren field of withered crops, his heart unmoved.

The believers revealed traces of sadness, as this field was cultivated painstakingly and it was their last means to support their families.

After the war destroyed all their means, this field was their last glimmer of hope.

Only to find this hope cruelly dashed.