The White Church, Starry Sky Cathedral.
An exquisite little pagoda, pure white as jade, hovered in the center of the Divine Hall.
It should have been a sacred relic capable of suppressing all through the ages.
Yet now it spun unsteadily, on the verge of falling, its surface dull and lightless. Clearly, something disastrous had happened to it!
"Hilia..."
A blond White Pagoda Bishop clad in robes stared fixedly at the little pagoda, his expression dark as a thundercloud.
"Are you saying that not only did Ye Li survive the Demonic Heavenly Domain, he actually made it back alive?"
"And that he sent this sacred relic bestowed by our god flying back here with just a single blow?!"
He had only just returned from a remote planet where a "Harvest Festival" was about to begin.
He had expected to return with a full haul, bringing enough offerings for their god.
Instead, he had been greeted by such terrible news the moment he returned, making his already sour mood heavier than ever.
Beneath the hovering White Pagoda,
Hilia, the Saintess granted the title of [Walker], knelt prostrate on the cold floor.
Her skin, already pale as snow, looked even more sickly now, and a trace of crimson blood lingered at the corner of her mouth.
"Cough, cough!"
She clutched her chest, her breathing faint and her voice clearly weakened by exhaustion.
"As far as I could tell, yes."
The Blond Archbishop's grip on the Holy Scripture abruptly tightened.
Though his heart was already in turmoil,
as the leader of the church, he had to remain absolutely composed.
"Absurd!"
He took a deep breath and gave a cold snort, forcing himself to appear calm.
"The Divine Oracle could never be wrong."
"When Ye Li was cast into the Demonic Heavenly Domain, he