Although he had made a deal to not cause any trouble, this wasn't really trouble. Joining was optional, it was just that everyone wanted to do it.
With 1,110,000 people following, some of them cultivators, Yhwh set off outside of his owned land.
He and the large group slowly moved towards the nearest city, which resided in a kingdom. Food was not an issue, as some of the cultivators went out and brought back plenty.
After a few days, the gathering of people was finally noticed by some powerful cultivators. As the million marched forward, a cultivator appeared in the sky.
This one was a nascent soul realm cultivator. This cultivator had already learned about the deal between Yhwh and Fult.
"What is going on here? Wasn't there an understanding between us all?" The cultivator said.
He looked at Yhwh, who led the group, as he spoke.
"I am not causing any trouble, I simply want to help others." Yhwh said.
"With an entire army? Cut out the nonsense and disperse. Don't make me kill all of these people."
Yhwh was shocked by the words of the cultivator. He would kill millions of innocent people just to stop them from traveling around.
None of them were threats to him, even the strongest was only a single Core Formation realm cultivator.
Yhwh felt anger building up within him.
"You would kill so many innocent beings for no reason?" He shouted.
The cultivator looked at him with disdain and confusion.
"Would? How about I do?" The cultivator said.
He moved his hand and a wind started picking up. The powerful wind began to blow over many within the group, and this was only the very smallest gust from the powerful wind the cultivator had just caused.
Yhwh was truly angered. Such disregard for these people disgusted him.
In a rage, he instinctually reacted. Punching out, his raw power was shown. The wind was stopped before it truly reached anyone, and the cultivator was sent flying back without being able to resist. He only stopped after hitting his head on a mountain and passing out, nearly dead.
Needless to say, this action inspired all of the people within the group. Yhwh was almost ashamed by his outburst of anger, but understood that it was necessary.
Ignoring the dying cultivator, Yhwh and his group of more than a million continued towards the nearest city.
News of Yhwh's actions reached the strongest sect on the planet, simply referred to as the world gathering.
This planet had hardly come into contact with the outside universe. It was just a small planet, the strongest cultivator reaching the Soul Formation realm.
This sect had a monopoly over the world and its strongest cultivators. Upon hearing news of the Nascent soul realm cultivators defeat, Fult, who had met with Yhwh, sighed and headed out. He was one of the Soul Formation realm cultivators, as well as the oldest being on the planet.
He soon arrived. After all, it was truly a small world.
He saw Yhwh and came down. Yhwh saw him and waved. Fult unenthusiastically waved back.
Yhwh stopped the group and talked with Fult.
"Didn't we agree you wouldn't cause trouble?"
"This isn't causing trouble. I only beat up that last guy because he attacked this group."
Fult sighed. "What exactly are your goals?"
"I just want to help others." Yhwh said.
After a moment, Fult sighed and nodded. "You're probably too strong for anyone on this world. Do what you want, just don't hurt others."
Yhwh nodded. "I wouldn't."
Fult left after their brief talk.
Yhwh was glad that there was someone like Fult, who was easy to talk to.
With this, Yhwh was more or less free to roam the world. He soon reached the target city, and similar scenes to the last appeared.
As Yhwh's group grew, time passed. With this world being even smaller than Earth originally, Yhwh soon traversed the entire world. At some point, his group had gotten far too big and dispersed.
Only those from his village followed physically, but spiritually, everyone was connected to Yhwh.
There was one place left on the world that remained unvisited by Yhwh, the headquarters of the world, World Gathering.
Of course, after so much time, Yhwh's influence had spread on its own. When he arrived at World Gathering, he was greeted by many faithful followers.
He walked into the main building and when he left, everyone in this world that would follow him was following him.
There were outliers anywhere, people who simply refused to have faith. There were also evil people that Yhwh would never accept.
Fult was one of the few, and the only Soul Formation realm cultivator that fell into the first category.
Yet, though he was known as a Soul Formation realm cultivator, Yhwh felt something off about him.
"Why do you give off a feeling different from the other Soul Formation realm cultivators?"
Fult looked at him tiredly. "Why do you go walking around in that form?"
Yhwh was confused. "What?"
Fult sighed. "Nevermind. It seems that you yourself are unaware of what you are. I don't know either, but whatever it is… well, it's not my problem."
Fult continued. "I'm not a Soul Formation realm cultivator, but a fallen inner world realm cultivator."
Yhwh looked at him with confusion.
Fult explained. "Inner World is the realm below the God realm, something you haven't heard of. I failed my tribulation to reach the God realm and was severely injured by an angry beast. It was bad timing. Although my strength is that of a Space Shattering realm cultivator, I've given up and retired. Since I passed out and woke up on this world, I've been staying here."
Yhwh nodded. It was no wonder that Fult felt different.
Surprisingly, he didn't feel stronger than Yhwh. Yhwh only felt that he was stronger than others.
With the golden threads of an entire world connected to him, Yhwh's strength was at the Space Shattering realm, and stronger than even Fult.