They thought they were doomed, but they never expected such a scene to unfold.
Flying, summoning lightning, was this the power humans were meant to wield?
They even thought they were hallucinating.
Seeing that there were no more zombies around, they got out of the car in shock.
Looking up, Qin Hanchu was surrounded by lightning, like a god of thunder descending.
At that very moment, a terrifying pressure descended upon these dozen or so people.
A genuine sense of awe rose from the depths of their hearts, and they involuntarily knelt on the ground.
"Those who believe in me shall gain extraordinary power and save the common people!"
Qin Hanchu did not speak, but his voice echoed in the air.
Hearing this, the dozen or so people prostrated themselves.
Having witnessed Qin Hanchu's divine might, these people were naturally convinced.
In an instant, a dense power of incense offering flowed from their bodies into Qin Hanchu.
With a thought, Qin Hanchu sent over a dozen bolts of lightning into their bodies.
As the lightning entered them, they let out pained groans.
However, under the reinforcement of the lightning, their physical strength increased significantly.
Furthermore, they received Qin Hanchu's lightning inheritance.
Though it was only the most basic lightning power, it was enough to elevate them beyond mortals, granting them combat power equivalent to Grandmasters.
For ordinary people, a Grandmaster was akin to a superhuman.
Qin Hanchu also imparted some basic cultivation methods to them, and if they continued to cultivate, they might even reach the Martial King realm.
After the pain, the dozen or so people felt the surging power within them.
One of them, following the martial arts techniques taught by Qin Hanchu, unleashed a palm strike. A wave of palm energy directly blasted a large hole in a distant wall.
This scene shocked everyone.
They possessed "divine power"?
Shwish, shwish…
Over a dozen long swords landed before these people.
These swords were merely the lowest tier of spiritual artifacts, but to them, they were undoubtedly divine weapons.
"With these swords, you shall be my agents in this world."
"Take these portraits back, and anyone who sincerely worships me shall receive my inheritance!"
"The more people who believe in me, the stronger you all will become."
The moment Qin Hanchu vanished, hundreds of golden effigies of Qin Hanchu fell before these people.
Everyone quickly prostrated themselves!
Wielding the spiritual swords, the combat power of these dozen or so individuals was comparable to Martial Kings.
Even thousands of zombies would not be their match.
Carrying the previous supplies, these dozen or so people excitedly returned to the shelter.
"They're back!"
"Open the gates!"
The people in the shelter, seeing the returning expedition team, hurriedly opened the shelter's doors.
After setting down the supplies, they proceeded to the shelter's command center.
Whether humans or animals, any gregarious group would produce a leader.
The leader of this shelter was a burly middle-aged man.
This man was a retired special forces officer, possessing strong combat skills and command capabilities.
It was under his leadership that this shelter had developed stably.
Seeing the dozen or so people enter with long swords on their backs, the officer looked puzzled, "What's the deal with these swords?"
The dozen or so people did not hide anything; they recounted what had happened.
The officer frowned suspiciously, "Are you telling me a fairy tale? Gods?"
"Please, look!"
One of them drew his long sword and then casually swung it!
Under the officer's gaze, a flash of cyan sword energy shot out.
With a bang, a table in the room was cut directly in half.
The cut surface of the table was smooth and even, as if it had been sliced with a knife through tofu.
This…
The officer stared, dumbfounded, unable to believe it. He finally accepted the truth of the matter.
Upon learning that worshiping Qin Hanchu's portraits would grant this miraculous power, the officer immediately set up an altar.
That very night, a grand worship ceremony was held at this shelter.
Many among these people did not believe; they merely went through the motions.
However, there were still some devout individuals.
Qin Hanchu could sense who was devout through the power of incense offerings, and thus could grant rewards through them.
That night, over twenty people in this shelter received rewards from Qin Hanchu.
Although they did not become Grandmasters, they acquired strength comparable to Grandmasters.
Those who had been disbelievers no longer doubted.
In the days that followed, the dozen or so "sword bearers" embarked on their journey of propagation.
Under their guidance, more and more people became contributors of incense offering to Qin Hanchu.
Qin Hanchu also kept his word, sending rewards to these individuals.
With their newfound strength, these people began to counterattack the zombies.
The number of newborns also increased as a result.
Meanwhile, Qin Hanchu had begun to enter secluded cultivation.
Time flowed like a river, and thirty years passed unconsciously!
After these thirty years of secluded cultivation, Qin Hanchu's Incense Forging Divine Art had reached a new level.
To break through again, he needed more incense offerings and more time in seclusion.
The longer the time, the more incense offerings, and the stronger Qin Hanchu's soul power would become.
In these thirty years, the world had undergone earth-shattering changes.
Having obtained Qin Hanchu's martial arts, humanity now held an absolute advantage.
Many cities had been recaptured by the human race, and large numbers of zombies had been cleared and burned.
During these thirty years, many shelters had merged, forming new kingdoms.
With orderly development, the human population had increased from the original one hundred million to the current one billion!
In another few decades, the zombies would be completely eradicated, and the original human order would be restored.
Qin Hanchu did not rush to leave; he continued his secluded cultivation here.
The incense offerings from this place, combined with those from the Great Divine Continent, allowed him to continue strengthening himself.
Time flew by, and another fifty years passed.
By this time, there were no zombies left in the world, and it had developed into a world where martial arts and technology coexisted.
Over these fifty years of development, the human population had grown from the previous one billion to the current ten billion!
Qin Hanchu was also revered as the "Savior God of Thunder" by the people of this world!
On this day, Qin Hanchu left a clone here.
With this clone's existence, Qin Hanchu could continuously receive incense offerings from this place.
To obtain more incense offerings, he had to leave and conquer more great worlds for the Great Divine Continent.
As long as the Great Divine Continent became the ruling world, he would surely receive more precious rewards.
During these years, the couple Long Yunzi had never given up pursuing Qin Hanchu.
Although they did not know Qin Hanchu's exact location, they still traveled through various worlds searching for his traces.
For beings in the Immortal God realm, time was the least valuable thing.
A century passed in the blink of an eye.
During this century, Qin Hanchu had already annexed over ten great worlds using the Great Divine Continent.
With the addition of these great worlds, Qin Hanchu's incense offerings grew increasingly abundant.
And the Great Divine Continent also moved a step closer to becoming the ruling world!