Li Ang found it hard to comment; he truly didn't understand the holy servant type of profession cultivation, perhaps they could sense the 'God's' bestowal in some mysterious way?
No wonder she had focused on meditation and contemplation for her cultivation these days.
"You just said you had an insight, do you feel something?"
"Yes."
The young girl stood up, walked to the ship's railing, and gazed at the war-torn Lupus Island Country.
"Life and death are impermanent, life fades away, finally understanding why in the Scripture of Compassionate Salvation the Goddess is filled with compassion for the world in disaster, thus deciding to examine oneself, discovering one's power, and better helping the world to revive from silence."
This concept... Li Ang remembered it as Frosty Winter Blessing.
In the land of volcanoes, the feeling the young girl grasped was completely opposite to the environment, a divine art filled with the essence of winter.
