Gazing upon the mist of power of faith suffusing the air, Ye Chen casually touched a strand of it, and it crystallized like jade between his fingers, constantly shifting forms, even producing such a scene.
In a small town within Xiafeng Country, a simple and honest man in plain clothes knelt before Ye Chen's stone statue to worship and offer sacrifices, praying fervently with his family, "May Lord Chen from above bless our country with peace and stability, may Xiafeng Country enjoy successive years of abundant harvests without disturbance from foreign enemies..."
This was one of the images of those who had once worshiped Ye Chen's statue, encapsulating the power of faith emitted from his soul, which Ye Chen restored and transformed into a scene for observation.
