Zhang Chen was a clever man, understanding the principle of not putting all eggs in one basket. Although the Tree of Life Coffin could extend life, there was an old eunuch holding a Twelfth Tier Mysterious Power guarding it. A slight carelessness could lead to failure, so he needed to prepare in advance.
The energy provided by the Ascension Pool wasn't much. It could offer ten million points a day, which amounted to thirty-six million a year—not a small amount.
"Moreover, once I leave, I can rely on my current skills to see if there's an opportunity to steal the Power of Faith from the Northern Land's divine spirits," a gleam appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes. With his Invisibility Rune technique, the divine spirits below the Yang God couldn't stop him from stealing Incense Faith. He could reap a great harvest from the incense power in the Northern Land.
