Ancient and mysterious chants resound upon the altar.
The believers all look with devout eyes at the blurry silhouette in the green robe on the altar.
To believers who can almost never touch divinities, the Oracle is the person closest to the Gods.
The chanting ends.
The entire square falls silent.
Everyone holds their breath, waiting for a miracle that might appear.
Gu Shengyin slightly lowers her head to look below, tens of thousands of people are making the same gesture: hands crossed over their foreheads, hoping the divinities they worship can favor them.
She smiles, and then her form suddenly transforms.
In everyone's eyes, even those with impaired vision can "see" clearly the figure atop the distant altar.
Her golden hair grows rapidly, soon reaching her ankles, her green robe changes style, and the green leaf embroidery on the hem gleams.
Her eyes become emerald green, a crown beyond worldly description appears upon her forehead.
