High above the clouds, in a region approaching the void of space beyond Wang Ping's perception, an invisible light curtain constructed from a Divine Technique was taking shape. It connected to the pillars of light that shot skyward from the Xiao Shan Lord's Golden Body Divine Statues across the south.
Beneath the enormous Divine Technique Light Curtain gathered a mass of Divine Technique spells too complex to be memorized. These spells formed countless independent Divine Technique Formations, all linked to the faith of the millions of people on the Zhongzhou Continent.
It was a true connection to the consciousness and faith of the people. If the Xiao Shan Lord wished, he could even wield this vast, collective consciousness. But doing so would undoubtedly cause the torrential flood of memories and information to burst his Spirit Sea. At best, he would become an idiot or a madman; at worst, his Primordial Spirit would be annihilated on the spot.
