In the Ice Age Apocalypse, I Hoarded Billions of Supplies Chapter 1260: You Must Atone

The Grand Lama's voice was deep, slowly drifting into the ears of the believers below. Some of those sluggish believers were already in a daze due to the extreme cold. Yet upon hearing the promise of the afterlife made by the Grand Lama, a hopeful light burst forth in their eyes. Oh, right. No wonder my life has been so hard until now; it turns out this is a form of spiritual cultivation through…