".One Wan Eight Thousand Lands shone bright, every land turned the color of gold. The Four Births and Six Paths rested within one radiance... I wished not for the red dust to stain my footsteps. Today, hearing this scripture recited with my own ears, I finally realized that every step was a place of treasure..."
Deep within the White Lotus Sect's hall, the chanting of thirty-six White Donkey Envoys rang without cease. Upon the enormous Lotus Throne at their center sat Bai Lingmiao, her legs crossed.
She was nothing like how she had appeared before Li Sui. Her face was filled with compassion, brimming with divinity; even Second God's savage face was the same.
Her body, with its two upper torsos, stretched languidly. The twenty slender, elegant fingers of her four hands formed Lotus Seals, branching outward like the limbs of a tree.
Amid the chanting all around her, as Bai Lingmiao's consciousness drifted beyond the heavens, the White Lotus Marks between her two brows flickered in and out.
At that moment, Bai Lingmiao sensed the Unborn Mother's emotions. She opened her heart completely to the Unborn Mother, striving to gradually merge the compassion in her heart with the compassion emanating from the Unborn Mother.
Gradually, something changed. Bai Lingmiao floated into the air, and the compassion in her heart spread from within to without, filling every White Donkey's face around her with compassion.
Within that chaos, Bai Lingmiao felt the Unborn Mother's heart. The two clung together, impossible to distinguish from one another.
Compared to before, that deathly intent which had nearly condensed into substance had vanished completely, leaving only benevolence.
But Bai Lingmiao knew it had not disappeared. It had merely been hidden away.
In her heart, Bai Lingmiao pushed the memories of everything that had happened today