The young man had short black hair and an Eastern face. He had originally looked utterly ordinary, but now he radiated divine splendor!
The Purifiers present felt a voice rise from the depths of their hearts, telling them that the young man before them was the legendary Whispering God!
A god had truly descended!
Moreover, the pressure of divinity continued to intensify. Everyone present, including the Saints, except for one woman, had fallen prostrate.
Some of the devout believers who had already been lying on the ground wished they could press their bodies into the floor itself, demonstrating their devotion to the Whispering God.
Kesuer Ivanovich, who ruled the entire Purification Society, raised his scepter high above his head and prostrated himself on the ground, shouting loudly:
"Great and exalted God! Purifier of the Whisperers of this world! Your most humble servants welcome your descent! May the light of purification shine upon the entire world, and may the whole world be purified! May the souls of sinners ultimately receive the eternity bestowed by Your grace!"
Ivanovich was overwhelmed by wild joy.
He had done it. He had finally done it!
What the previous Kesuer had failed to accomplish had been achieved in his hands!
The exalted Whispering God had truly descended upon this world. Everything he had done had received its ultimate affirmation. He had become the most powerful Kesuer in the history of the Purification Society, and the achievements he had established would be passed down forever in the purified world!
And with merits that could practically be called great, he believed he would be able to receive the most generous reward from the Whispering God—especially the ultimate eternity!
The youth floating in the air finally descended slowly and planted his feet upon the altar.
His expression was calm.