An elderly woman who had been acting as the temporary leader had just been brutally killed before the many Fanatics, yet faced with the Saintess's reassurance and orders, the believers gradually calmed down and chose to obey Yu Shenwei's instructions.
After all, in their eyes, Huo Ze was a traitor, so they did not need to listen to him. But the Saintess was different.
The deaths of their own kind could not stir even the slightest pity in them. They had only been enraged by the Acolyte's death because the Acolyte had been their leader. Without a leader, they naturally panicked. Now that a new leader had stepped forward, they accepted her immediately.
Watching this, Xu Zhi became even more certain that there was seriously something wrong with these believers' heads.
After placating the believers present, Xu Zhi asked in confusion, "Wasn't there another high-ranking believer? Why haven't I seen him?"
Thinking victory was already in hand, Huo Ze rushed to answer, "He's dead. He was one of the sacrifices too. His blood and life were used to prepare for the ritual."
Originally, Huo Ze would have been next, but he had run away.
"I see."
Xu Zhi nodded. "Then stop dragging this out. Let's go start the ritual now."
At those words, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared on Huo Ze's face. "Miss Xu, it's like this."
"The Acolyte himself wasn't particularly confident about this ritual, because our conditions are too crude, and the quality of the sacrifices isn't very high..."
He was clearly worried that the ritual would fail.
Xu Zhi tilted her head at him. "You don't want to go? We can switch to someone else."
"No, no, no!" Huo Ze hurriedly denied it.
Seeing that Xu Zhi was determined to start the ritual immediately, he gritted