In the end, Ray looked at everyone with a smile on his face.
Immediately, everyone went dazed, as if their souls were leaving their bodies. Then they fell to the ground, convulsing violently until a moment passed before they stood up again.
There was only one key difference now among these many cultivators: they had absolute reverence for Ray in their eyes.
Their knees immediately buckled as they bowed toward Ray in utter reverence:
"We greet Lord Ray."
Their voices were filled with fanaticism.
Ray casually nodded his head and closed his eyes. The next time he opened them, he was already inside his Divine Realm, where the seed of his cultivation lay hovering in front of him.
"This is quite peculiar," he muttered, looking at the seed of cultivation with a thoughtful gaze.
There was almost no reaction from his seed of cultivation.
"Do I really have to reach Godhood just to harvest Fate energy?"