Human, Are You Telling Me How to Do Things?

They had already flown some distance away from Mingdu.

At their speed, they were now quite far from Mingdu.

Fiend Forest lay on the outskirts of Mingdu.

Therefore, neither of them knew that the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters had been attacked by Standard Soul Cannon Shells. They simply continued flying toward the front lines.

At this moment, in Fiend Forest, the Worships had finished tallying the casualties and the losses suffered by the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters in the massive explosion.

They reported everything to Vice-Leader Feng Ling, who had returned to the area.

Since Master Zhongli Wu's death, Vice-Leader Feng Ling's authority within the Holy Spirit Cult had risen another level.

Feng Ling was now considered the third most powerful figure in the Holy Spirit Cult.

With Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao absent and Master Zhongli Wu already fallen, the affairs of the Holy Spirit Cult naturally had to be coordinated and managed by Feng Ling.

Of course, since she did not possess the strength or prestige of the Grand Elder, Chief Worship, or Master Zhongli Wu, many matters still had to be discussed with the Worships and Elders before decisions could be made.

Feng Ling frowned, her limpid eyes narrowing slightly as she addressed the Holy Spirit Cult Worships present. "The Holy Church headquarters has suffered a devastating blow, losing a great number of talents and supplies. Once the Grand Elder learns of this, we will inevitably face her wrath. Therefore, we must find the culprit behind the attack on the headquarters as quickly as possible."

The Worships looked solemn and nodded, deeply agreeing with Feng Ling's words.

Finding the culprit might not quell the Grand Elder's anger, but failing to find one would certainly provoke her fury. Then, none of them would have an easy time.

Thus,