Faith Must Eventually Fuse-What Do You Want to Fuse?

The clown in the void was sweating profusely.

He did not know why his Lord of Grace was so cold today. He only knew that the howling winds rising through the void represented the wrath of Destiny.

Who had provoked Him?

It probably wasn't me... right?

Cheng Shi was like a primary school student made to stand at attention. He honestly recalled his recent actions, and after becoming absolutely certain that he had not blasphemed against the gods, he straightened his back—both timid and bold—and prepared to continue his praise.

But just then, those exceptionally indifferent eyes spoke.

"Faith must eventually fuse. No matter what They think, My believers will only walk along the predetermined path."

The moment Cheng Shi heard this, he blurted out without even thinking:

"It isn't that the predetermined path already has a trajectory. Rather, every step taken by a devout believer of Destiny leads toward the predetermined.

The world believes that great Destiny guides the predetermined toward its destination, never realizing that the devotion of all living beings toward Him paved a predetermined road.

He never deliberately shaped it, yet this road is filled with His Will.

Praise great Destiny. May Your radiance become the most dazzling sun in this world, warming every devout person who walks along the predetermined."

After speaking, Cheng Shi even put on an affected air and bowed. He thought, After all that praise, this audience should go a little better today, right?

Indeed, the clown's insight was extraordinarily unique, and the praise in his words carried considerable sincerity. Destiny should have felt pleased by it. Yet, unexpectedly, the instant Cheng Shi finished speaking, the wind in the void grew even more violent.

The bone-chilling cold nearly froze Cheng Shi to death on the spot.

"..."

*What was going on? Why