"We're doomed..."
Watching the brilliant radiance spill through the doorway, Xin Ling'er knew the great Lord of Compassion was about to descend, and her face instantly turned deathly pale.
She hurriedly scrambled off the bed and tugged at Zhou Heng's clothes, signaling for him to prostrate himself with her.
In the "Compassion Realm," whenever the great Lord of Compassion descended, all living beings had to kneel immediately. This was an instinct etched into the bones of every native.
Yet before she could kneel first, Zhou Heng caught her shoulder, preventing her from kneeling.
"Do you really want to kneel?"
"Think of your impoverished grandmother. Think of this unfinished bedroom you live in. Is this truly the compassion the Lord of Compassion should bestow?"
Zhou Heng's voice was soft, yet carried a force that could not be evaded.
"Is the compassion of this Compassion Realm truly what you need?"
Faced with Zhou Heng's questions, Xin Ling'er was somewhat confused.
What "Compassion Realm"?
Didn't the world consist only of the great Lord of Compassion's many domains?
From birth until now, she had never heard the term "Compassion Realm." In her understanding, this world was the world itself, and the great Lord of Compassion was its sole, supreme god.
Yet before Xin Ling'er could voice her confusion, her home silently disintegrated into particles from the outside in.
The walls, roof, floor, furniture-everything began dissolving from the edges, bit by bit, into tiny particles of light that vanished into the air.
The process was soundless yet unstoppable, like a sugar cube dropped into boiling water, dissolving quietly and completely.
Only when the entire house had completely vanished from between heaven and earth did endless radiance spill down, gathering into the magnificent seated figure of "Lord of Compassion · ...%￥%...￥ · (*^▽^*) · (•́へ•́╬) ·