When Xian Lin'er left last night, she had arranged to meet Huo Yuhao outside the city today, naturally to have a deeper exchange with him. After all, last night had been too short, not enough for Huo Yuhao to show what he could do.
The topic of discussion was, of course—whether or not to join the Holy Spirit Cult.
Through the tunnel, Huo Yuhao left Mingdu and headed for the agreed-upon location.
On the way, Huo Yuhao casually sent Na Na a message as well.
He only needed to locate Na Na through Mental Detection and then establish a spiritual connection, and Huo Yuhao's voice would ring out in Na Na's mind.
Of course, if Na Na wanted to contact the Death God Messenger or Huo Yuhao, it would not be so convenient. She needed to pass messages through the channel left for her.
In the process of using Mental Detection to search for Na Na, Huo Yuhao also probed all of Mingdu's current situation. Today's Mingdu could be described as a city half dressed in mourning, an unprecedented "grand occasion," which showed just how heavy the casualties had been last night and how they had affected more than half the households in Mingdu.
Moreover, since last night, Mingdu had entered full martial law.
Army corps kept returning to Mingdu, strengthening its vigilance and defense, and worshipers from the Hall of Worship were patrolling the sky. The powerful sense of oppression made people afraid to breathe too loudly.
Public order in Mingdu had never been this good.
Even the most spoiled noble scions, even members of the imperial family, did not dare do anything out of line at a time like this.
Because what might be waiting for them was their whole family getting wiped out like a match-three game.