Who Said Lies Couldn't Save the World?

The two raised their heads, and the first thing they saw was Ling Xingjian's Rift Eyes—so majestic, so powerful, like a reflection of the Revered Divine Mother.

With a wave of her hand, purplish-red water surged up beneath Ling Xingjian's feet, condensing into a red dress that draped itself over her flawless body.

Ling Xingjian lowered her gaze, and a crushing pressure immediately descended upon Miko and Daiyue's hearts.

She did not speak, yet her overwhelming will had already pierced through them both. "Why has doubt arisen in your hearts?"

The two shuddered inwardly and lowered their heads again, somewhat trembling with fear.

Such might, such effortless command over void energy, and such ease in keeping her Rift Eyes open for so long without a care—none of it was something that man could possibly match. What that man said could not be true.

The man on the throne pressed a hand to his forehead. Having seen through their thoughts, he immediately roared in fury, "You actually don't believe me? This person is our mortal enemy! She must be killed at once, or none of us will escape death!"

The man's will was so urgent that the two began to hesitate again.

But in the next instant, Ling Xingjian's thoughts rang out in their hearts once more. Compared with the man's furious loss of composure, Ling Xingjian was exceptionally calm, poised, and noble. "Oh, so this person is the one misleading you. He has repeatedly obstructed the descent of the Mother Nest, yet you believe his lies? How laughable."

The two immediately felt that she was right. Whenever they had asked that fellow to open a rift and welcome the Revered Divine Mother, he had always stalled and made excuses, never once acting decisively. They both understood what he was thinking,