Several months have now passed, and they have only managed to build a statue of the Divine Lord with much difficulty.
Xuan Youwei, being cautious, ultimately chose the Second God.
Gazing at the towering statue before her, Xuan Youwei took a deep breath.
This statue was of the Second God, crafted in the likeness of an old man with a face full of vicissitudes, etched with the traces of time, each wrinkle infused with endless wisdom.
His eyes, aged and compassionate, appeared to pity the suffering of all beings, pity the struggle of All Spirits for survival, pity the mortal world like a prison.
According to the doctrine of the Four Gods Church—
