So that was what the Goddess of Sin looked like?
Fu Qian sized up the "living goddess" before him.
Apart from being taller and more imposing, the Goddess of Sin looked just like a young human woman.
She was voluptuous, with soft features, like the Sistine Madonna stepped out of a painting.
At that moment, she sat silently in the ruined relic, exuding an unusual sense of holiness.
She really did have the air of a goddess.
The only problem was that she was alive.
Fu Qian glanced to either side. It wasn't hard to imagine the shock Elina and Cross must have felt upon witnessing this.
The two of them probably felt as if they'd been burning incense to Guan Yu, only to see the Spring and Autumn Annals in his hands turn a page by themselves.
Whoosh!
After a long while, Elina was the first to come to her senses.
She frowned at Fu Qian and instinctively shook her head.
"I've never heard of anything like this, but that's definitely the Goddess of Sin. I couldn't mistake her."
"How does the real Goddess of Sin purify Sin Fire?"
Fu Qian thought for a moment before asking.
"It's simple. You just perform a specific gesture in front of the goddess's statue. That establishes a connection and gets a response, and the sin on your body is purified."
Elina answered instinctively, then realized what Fu Qian meant.
Cross had finally come to his senses, too. He turned to her, seeking confirmation with his eyes.
"You've got Sin Fire on you. Give it a try!"
Elina gritted her teeth and pointed at the "living goddess" before them.
Cross immediately understood. After hesitating briefly, he stepped forward and walked right up to the Goddess of Sin.
Fu Qian and Elina followed.
Even