At this moment, those bishops had completely forgotten about Zong Shen.
Compared to the changes in the moon's phases, even the task Prince Ayub had personally assigned them had become insignificant.
After discussing for a while, several bishops hurriedly ran out.
The green-haired burly men originally tasked with watching Zong Shen followed after them one by one.
Zong Shen stood where he was, looking around.
He wondered whether he should take the opportunity to leave.
After all, he was also curious about what was happening outside.
But when he remembered that the main purpose of this trip was to get a chance to meet Prince Ayub at close range, he reluctantly suppressed the urge to run out.
However, at that moment, a crisp cracking sound rang out.
It came from the direction of the Salia-Nar statue.
Zong Shen raised his head and looked toward the statue.
A long crack had appeared across the statue, which had been completely intact just moments ago.
The crack began at the head and extended all the way down to the right calf.
Faint silver-white light could be seen swirling within it.
Zong Shen narrowed his eyes and immediately decided to go out and see what was happening.
This temple covered a vast area, and its internal structure was exceedingly complex.
As a newcomer, it was entirely possible to get lost.
Fortunately, Zong Shen had the Strategy Module, whose golden navigation markers guided him forward.
The entire temple had now descended into chaos.
More than once along the way, he saw panicked priests hurrying past him.
The Apostle Group guards who should have been stationed at the various intersections throughout the temple were nowhere to be seen.
By the time Zong Shen reached the main hall, the massive temple doors ahead, over twenty meters tall,