The Demon King Palace's invasion had come to a temporary end. Roselight Capital was in a state where a hundred ruined undertakings awaited revival, while opportunists stirred restlessly throughout the city. Many major powers from the Crimson Firmament Roselight Realm had also come to investigate the source of the divine light.
The Thousand-Talisman Inn.
The first floor was dimly lit, an eerie atmosphere seeping from every corner. This was the First God Cult's base in Roselight Capital.
At present, however, everyone-from ordinary followers to the elders and Divine General Yu, all the way up to Deputy Cult Master Tan Duanchang-had taken this opportunity to go out preaching. Thus, there were no First God Cult followers on the first floor, only a long table assembled from several dining tables in its center.
Just then.
A thin figure in a loose black robe abruptly appeared in midair. His robe spread like wings, billowing and rustling as he slowly descended to the first-floor ground with considerable elegance.
The First God Cult Master took out a stone effigy carved with the First God's true likeness and reverently placed it at the head of the long table.
The next moment, a strand of great Luo divine sense descended. The stone effigy slowly opened its eyes, looked toward the First God Cult Master, and spoke in a majestic voice.
"How far have you progressed?"
The First God Cult Master bowed and replied, "My Lord, our cult has no established foundation in this realm, making it relatively difficult to move about and make connections. We have yet to infiltrate the Zhao Xia Imperial Family's treasury. Please punish me, my Lord."
The stone effigy fell silent for a while, but did not actually punish him. Mainly, he could not truly manifest the means to do so. Since he