The 'Woya' Temple was dedicated to the God of Ore. It had countless followers in the lower levels of Stanrose, especially among the city's permanent residents—the mainstream miners, who were practically all believers of 'Woya'.
By coming to the temple at dawn each day and praying devoutly for an hour, one could receive a full day of the 'Blessing of the Ore God'. It increased mining efficiency and accelerated stamina recovery. A blessing that brought such tangible benefits naturally won many loyal believers.
This was also one of the reasons why Human Race faith had been divided among the gods. After the Human Race had fallen from the altar and lost the ruling-level power it once possessed, it had to rely on the gods' protection and blessings to improve its quality of life.
As a faint red glow first appeared on the horizon, all sorts of shabbily dressed but powerfully built men began making their way toward the Temple District of their own accord. Aside from the few nobles or mine bosses in neat, extravagant clothes who entered the temple, most of the other miners gathered in the square outside the temple, before the statue.
Although there were many people, the scene was extraordinarily harmonious and quiet. Everyone consciously found a suitable place, closed their eyes, and prayed devoutly. The influence of divine authority could be glimpsed from these details alone.
At that moment, Xuan Ye was mixed in among the miners. Even he clicked his tongue in amazement at the sight before him.
After hiding and evading pursuit for half the night, he had finally endured until dawn. He just hadn't expected that he would have to use this method to sneak into the prayer gathering.
It wasn't that they hadn't wanted to find a way out of the