As the massive hordes of Undead advanced, the entire Divine Sect progressed rapidly.
After all, in this world, the Gods generally don't care much about the common people, leading to layers of oppression from top to bottom. The lower-class people, regardless of race, live poorly.
Therefore, Fang Jie underestimated the power of his own system. With the mighty Undead Army and the fitting doctrines, the lower-class citizens were all too willing to accept.
Many locals voluntarily accepted and then actively eliminated the Lords to guide the way, making sure they occupied their area.
With the populace seeing hope, the growth of the Divine Sect was utterly smooth sailing.
There was no choice since previously they couldn't even see hope. The White Lotus Divine Sect felt like a beacon of light in their eyes, the only light capable of illuminating their hearts and the path forward.
Unknowingly, five years have passed, and during these years, the world was in tumultuous chaos.
