"Zhou Heng..."
"Come into my palm..."
"Lord of Compassion · ...%￥%...￥ · (*^▽^*) · (•́へ•́╬) · Yixuxi" whispered, his palm streaking like light and lightning through irregular space, thrusting toward Zhou Heng's location at ultimate speed.
That palm carried the power of compassion, enough to crush everything. Wherever it passed, space itself wailed.
But in the next instant, Zhou Heng's figure flickered once again, appearing four light-years away.
He assumed a compassionate posture almost identical to the "Lord of Compassion's." As he looked down upon "Lord of Compassion · ...%￥%...￥ · (*^▽^*) · (•́へ•́╬) · Yixuxi," his compassionate eyes showered pity upon all beings.
That pity was neither feigned nor imitated. It was compassion truly his own, something he had comprehended through the suffering and struggles of countless ordinary living beings during his fifty years of return to the mortal.
"All beings of the Compassion Realm..."
Zhou Heng's voice was majestic and tranquil, echoing throughout the entire "Compassion Realm."
"False compassion will not grant you passage to the far shore of peace and joy. Instead, it will plunge you into the erosion and destruction brought by the Virus Source Species..."
"The 'Lord of Compassion · ...%￥%...￥ · (*^▽^*) · (•́へ•́╬) · Yixuxi,' whose very data is garbled, is no longer worthy of your reverence..."
"Come into my embrace..."
"I shall hold aloft the power of compassion for you and build a pure land of peace for all beings..."
Zhou Heng made himself increasingly resemble "Lord of Compassion · ...%￥%...￥ · (*^▽^*) · (•́へ•́╬) · Yixuxi," with the same awakened one's posture, the same compassionate eyes, and the same majestic divine voice.
Then, through his words, he stirred the somewhat chaotic "Compassion Realm," attempting to siphon off the power of "compassion" and use it to achieve transcendence for the skill "Torch