Every day, the lives of all living beings and commoners improve at a visible speed.
In the Divine Court, within the palace where Liang Hui secluded himself for cultivation.
Filled with pure white divine radiance, these tides continuously surged within the palace, and if one listened carefully, they could hear the prayers and prostrations of countless living beings.
Also present were various chaotic desires, filling the space.
This was the faith of all living beings.
Like the ocean's waters, the faith flowed towards the slender figure seated in lotus position at the center, wishing to mold him into the figure of expectation held by the masses.
But it was blocked by an invisible shield, kept outside.
Suddenly, Liang Hui's closed eyes opened, looking at the surging waves, he reached out with his palm.
All faith at that moment, began to madly surge towards the palm of the young man.
