Chapter 15 God Position Legacy!A tear fell from the corner of the angel's eye.That tear was pure white, clean without a trace of Impurities.It slowly fell from high altitude, passing through layers of clouds, and quietly scattered in the gazing eyes of everyone.The white light surged like a tide from the place where the teardrop shattered, pouring down with a rustling sound and enveloping the entire city.When the light fell on people, there was not a trace of burning sensation, nor the slightest tingling pain, but instead it felt warm.That was a warmth as if returning to a mother's embrace once more.The veteran kneeling on the ground suddenly froze.He lowered his head to look at the wound on his severed arm, which had ulcerated for years and hurt so much that he couldn't sleep every night.Yet at this moment, a tingling itchy sensation came from the wound.He lifted his clothes with his only remaining hand, and saw the white light flowing across the wound like water, while that rotting flesh and pus were visibly fading away.The veteran's hands trembled violently; this wasn't out of fear, but for the first time in his more than forty years of life, he felt that the heavens might truly have eyes."It's not hot anymore... My forehead isn't hot anymore..."That father leaning against his son suddenly muttered, reaching out to touch his own face, then his neck, and then incredulously turned to look at his son: "Son, touch it, touch your dad's forehead, is it no longer burning?"The son reached out his hand, his fingertips trembling. The moment he touched his father's forehead, his whole body seemed to lose strength, and he suddenly fell to his knees in front of his father, hugging his waist and crying bitterly."It's not hot anymore... Dad, it really isn't hot anymore..."In the house across the street, a young woman stumbled out, holding a tightly wrapped child in her arms.She knelt in the middle of the street, unwrapping the swaddling clothes to reveal the child's small, flushed face.The white light fell on the child, and the flush on the small face gradually faded, the furrowed brow slowly smoothed out, and the breathing gradually stabilized.The woman pressed her face against the child's forehead, feeling the scorching temperature slowly drop.She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her throat as if blocked by something, unable to utter a single word.She could only stroke the child's face over and over again, big tears heavily smashing onto the swaddling clothes."Mom, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore." A seven or eight-year-old boy crouched in the corner, his hand that had been holding his stomach for days slowly loosening, looking up at the old woman beside him with bright eyes, "Mom, it really doesn't hurt anymore!"The old woman, with trembling hands, tightly hugged the boy into her arms, resting her chin against the top of his head. Tears flowed down the wrinkles on her face, dropping one by one onto the boy's hair."Angel God is merciful... Angel God is merciful..."She repeatedly muttered those five words, yet could not stop no matter what.More and more people noticed the changes in their bodies.People who hadn't been able to stop coughing for ten days or half a month suddenly felt their throats weren't itchy anymore, their chests weren't stuffy, and they breathed as smoothly as if inhaling the fresh air of the entire autumn into their lungs.People whose bodies were sore all over and couldn't even stand up gradually regained strength in their legs, just as if bones that had been extracted were reinstalled.People who suffered from severe vomiting, diarrhea, and dehydration slowly had the nausea in their stomachs subside, and the dry, cracked dead skin on their lips gradually healed under the infiltration of the white light.They tried to stand up, walked a couple of steps, and found that their dizziness was gone.They raised their hands, watching the bloodstains split by vomiting in their fingernail gaps slowly disappear, their eyes filled with shock."Oh my god... Oh my god..."A white-haired old man stood tremblingly at his own doorway; he was the only doctor in the city willing to stay behind.These past few days, watching patients become more and more numerous while medicine grew scarcer, and when even he himself began to run a fever and cough, he had already prepared himself to die.Yet at this moment, standing in the white light and feeling the symptoms on his body disappear bit by bit, his whole body felt like it was soaking in warm water, every joint and every inch of skin being gently caressed.Having lived most of his life and grown accustomed to life-and-death separations, he thought he had long become numb, but lifting his hand at this moment to wipe the tears from his face, he realized that his hand had been trembling all along."This is a miracle..." He muttered to himself, his voice carrying an unnoticeable piety, "This is a true miracle..."On this day, the crying in the city completely changed its flavor.It was no longer the despair, resignation, and sorrowful weeping awaiting the arrival of death from before, but a howling cry of surviving a disaster, regaining what was lost, and disbelief.They knelt on the ground, knocking their foreheads against the bluestone slabs, refusing to stop even when they knocked them until they bled.People in the distance looked at that huge angel phantom, unable to speak.Qian Daoliu, who had rushed over in a hurry, looked as if he was stunned, watching this scene motionless.Is this a miracle?They didn't know what to say, nor whom to thank, only feeling their chests filled to the brim with something, swelling painfully, hurting so much that their tears couldn't stop no matter what.Ye Xunfeng was floating mid-air at his moment, his eyes tightly closed.White light continuously poured down from his body, enveloping the entire city.Ye Xunfeng vaguely sensed the circulation of spirit power inside his body.The Prayer Angel Spirit quietly spread its wings behind him, its eight wings not flapping, yet steadily supporting him to suspend mid-air.He could feel that something was surging over from all directions, converging into his body and into his Spirit.That was not spirit power, but the Power Of Faith.Suddenly, Ye Xunfeng felt as if his Soul was pulled away by an indescribable force. This force seemed filled with vitality, but he could sense that it was obviously more than a tier higher than the spirit power he used.Ye Xunfeng's Soul trembled for a moment, and then he arrived amidst a fully green nature."Little friend, come here." A gentle woman softly called out.Ye Xunfeng bit his lower lip; it felt very real. Was this the God Realm?"Little friend, I mean no harm." The woman, mistaking him for being afraid, said gently once more.Ye Xunfeng took a few steps forward, looking somewhat doubtfully at the woman standing under the huge tree.This should be the Goddess of Life..."Child, I witnessed from the God Realm how you saved all the common people of the entire city with tears of compassion. Your heart of prayer is precisely the true meaning of life.""I am the God of Life of the God Realm. Seeing your rare talent and excellent Heart-Nature, today, I shall pass my God Position to you, wishing that you will protect all living creatures in the world with compassion." The Goddess of Life said in a gentle voice.Ye Xunfeng lowered his gaze, a trace of disbelief and indescribable excitement flashing in his eyes.God Position!Mother can be saved!"I, I am willing to inherit your God Position. If I inherit your God Position, can I resurrect my mother?" Ye Xunfeng asked with an excited expression.
