An ancient deity, who measures its time in millennia and has set up endless traps intending to engulf and incinerate itself, suddenly shakes hands and makes peace.
Even being dragged along for imprisonment without complaint, it directly lends a hand to help resolve the predicament.
This kind of plot, Fu Qian had not believed for long since he learned how to read.
That is why the conclusion stands — the more it resembles the Prism of Radiant Transformation, the less it actually is.
And this recognition of a Superior Being can even extend to the next — a Deceiver who can't help itself from trying to pluck Fu Qian's SAN Points, even having all its painstakingly developed Oath Takers wiped out by him, the horses gone, would it kindly help solve his doubts upon meeting again?
Such developments, Fu Qian found hard to believe before he even knew how to read.
