He was the True God suspected to be "Jiang," the King of All Gods of Ancient Times.
He had single-handedly ended the chaos of the Bronze Age.
After him, the Evil Gods no longer ravaged the lands of the Mortal Realm.
His aura was unfathomable. Even at the edge of the Mount Tai Divine Court's three-thousand-li Divine Domain, one could feel his majesty bearing down upon heaven and earth.
It was said that his gaze could survey all beneath heaven and see into people's hearts.
At that thought.
Ao Tian, mingling with the crowd, decided to follow his heart. Silently, he imitated the other Believers in the Divine Temple and knelt on a prayer mat.
As he worshipped, he stole a glance at Constana beside him, thinking that this great figure probably had no fear of Gods. He wondered whether this senior would have any other thoughts upon seeing the God's statue.
Yet when he took a proper look, his jaw nearly dropped.
Constana knelt on a prayer mat and bowed respectfully, her movements impeccably correct. She looked utterly devout, more like a Believer than the Believers themselves.
Ao Tian: "???"
Constana noticed his astonished gaze, and her delicate little brows immediately knitted together.
"What are you looking at me for? Can't you be a little more devout? Your movements aren't even correct!"
Ao Tian: "..."
Perhaps Constana looked far too devout; among this crowd of Believers, she was like a crane standing among chickens.
Her conduct happened to catch the eye of a Divine Court Guard who had come to the Holy City on business.
His eyes lit up, and he murmured to himself.
"This girl has a pure bearing and brims with spiritual grace. Her movements in worship are meticulous, and the Faith in her eyes is unwavering.